No Larry B. as he is enjoying the Sunshine State. This left Andy, Dave and I to do most of the singing and except for a few moments where Johnny was chased out of the room by me, we got by. Doing the BIODTL on a one count was too little for me to handle so we went for six, which didn't make much of a difference.
The basement stunk of a petroleum based paint thinner which couldn't help any of us at all. Kevin suggested that we start sniffing Benzene, I would just like that to be my choice.
Music was good, food was fare and usual, what else could food be. Weather outside was surprising warm, Scott forgot to lower the gate. We had Tick-Tock Dinner and we are all awaiting the re-arrival of our good friends. Scott popped a bottle of vino and there was potential of another Dave related Pink Floyd fight. Luckily we nipped that one in the bud. Andy seemed psyched to strum away as he serenaded us with the new Cheryl Crow Favorite mistake. First time she has been mentioned on the Deadstein home page. J-E-T-S, Jets, Jets Jets were a hot topic of the night.
We finished with the Sugar Mag without a Sunshine Daydream and we were promised by Kevin that we will start with it next week. Let's see if we can get that type of continuity thing going for next week.