Practice has been (to use a phrase I hate*) a long time coming. With Jon away on business one week and me attending some seminar the next, our rehearsal schedule has been a little erratic. Needless to say, we were thrilled when we were finally able to get together last night. And with an audience! Carly, Tim, and their cute dog Layla popped in to join us in wine and song. It was great company and I’m now pushing for Jon to get a dog (though his allergies are shoving him in the other direction).
We did a quick run through of the oldies for our audience. Then our dinner came — our crappy Indian food. Biggest let down ever! Dan, Alex, and I were so excited for our meal and it was crazy oily, spicy but without flavor, and the worst nan we’ve ever had (really??!? yea… we were a little shocked too). Meanwhile, Jon, the most unadventurous eater you’ll ever meet, devoured his grilled chicken pizza with no sympathy for our unsatisfied culinary craving.
On to multi-tracking Alex’s most recent song and then sneezing on each other and sipping from the same bottle of wine — swine flu anyone?
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*There’s a story there — another time…