July 5: Still in Houston

I woke up early this morning in my mega-clean hotel room. I couldn't handle anymore sleep. I reached to feel a gentle spirit next to me only to find the cold, damp wood of my guitar. Damn it. I'm ready for some human touch. Even if it means violence! Wow. I'm losing it! Not now because I have another show to play so it's back to finding something to do before sound check. I can't seem to focus on anything that doesn't cost money so I'll just sit on the bed and keep playing guitar until it's time to leave. We wound up going to a Chinese buffet and eating much more than we should. I feel so bloated and it's not even that time of the month.

As soon as we arrived at the venue guess what? More food. Great food. A three course meal on top of all that LamBo ... I was still feeling bloated so I had to pass it off to one of the boys so I could get my groove on when show time hit. Glad I did because the wedding had so many beautiful women on site and I needed all of my stamina to dazzle them with both of my dance moves. Turns out the groom and several of his guests were members of the Tennessee Titans. One look at all these beautiful people it just made me say Damn! I wanna go home do some pushups and sit ups or something. But y'all know I'm still balling after all these years. Don't think so? Come see us and you will agree.

Magz


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