Currently parked in front of the hotel in downtown San Luis Obispo.  Slept in as late as I possibly could, as last night was our only chance on this tour to sleep in an honest to God bed.  I’ve been fighting the flu since the start of this run and I may have knocked it with this morning’s leisurely rise at 11:30.  It’s been a while since I’ve slept that late, and I confess that I really enjoyed it.

There are those adults who lose their teenage ability to sleep for longer than 7-8 hours in a row.  There are dudes on this bus who wake at 6am; no matter what time they may have burned the midnight oil.  Thankfully, I can still pretty much sleep on a clothesline for as long as is available to me.

Grand gig last night followed by a trip to the pub for sociables.  Thanks to all the kind folks who chatted and offered liquid joy and for keeping me out and entertained.  More thanks to the kind folks who had sense to send me home to the hotel for the much-needed kip.  I am better for your sober judgment.

So far, this day is going as it should.  I had some light food, a big walk about the Cali/Mexican style downtown, and am currently making use of the hotel’s laundry facility to freshen up the wardrobe.
 
How about Kris and Murray’s solo pieces in the previous two concerts?  Talk about raising the bar. Holy Jumpins.  How do we follow that?  What an odd position to find myself in.  I feel cheap singing my own songs following the cool and obscure covers of Richard Thomson and Bob Dylan respectively.  We’ve just instated a “No Repeat” rule, by the way so we have to learn something new each time your turn comes around.   Very cool that that solo slot in the show has done just what I had hoped.  It has made each concert unique, and guarantees that something special happens at every stop on the tour.

Just dashed off to take the clothes out of the washer and dump it into the dryer.  Miracle of miracles; I remembered to not put my good shirts in the dryer!  Holy frig, a good nights sleep can do wonders.

Must go find some good food for the evening meal.  Might be the last meal eaten with a fork for a few days so, lets make it count.

Bus rolls to Tucson tonight.

Rock On.

Cheers
A