Happy November to all my peeps! Wow, what a crazy weekend. Hope everyone had a happy Day of the Dead yesterday. I myself was pretty dead.... dead tired! hahaha burhur... but I digress. It seems as if I got to be a rock star Friday night and Kevin got his chance Staurday. Let's see, where to start... oh I know! Friday night, Halloween, Melisa and I get all dressed up to head to Bricktown. We hit the Wormy Dog full fuckin' throttle. The night's music started with Swamp Donkey. I gotta say, that's one of the best band names I've heard. Texas Jack then took the stage by the time we were getting completely hammered. Everyone (well, not "everyone") was dressed up in nutty costumes tearin' it up. Those boys from Texas Jack can throw a party. I have the best time with them and not just because they let me take the stage with them and my ukulele to sing Talk Dirty to Me. Thanks guys for letting me have my moment to shine (other than kareoke). Melisa and I even won "best couple costume" and got tickets to a Blazers game. Rock. I also believe there was some boob signing and nipple showing as well. I'm tellin' ya....crazy stuff. We close the bar down and head home to rest for Bedlam!

The game sucked. The Sooners smoked our ass.... but we still drank beer. Heard a guy say "Yeah, it was cool that the Sooners could beat the 8th grade Jr. High team we sent out to play." I agree. Gotta love the Cowboy Spirit. Later, we had to make a quick run to the liquor store for the bar to get some sweet n sour. It seems there's a guy there that orders Cabo Wabo Tequila Margaritas by the pitcher and they ran out of the mix. So, we do that, then head back to Guthrie to let the dog out and rest for an our, then head back to the Dog for The Great Divide. The Wormy Dog All-Stars open the show. Then the Divide packed them in. Biggest crowd yet I've seen down there. They put on one hell of a set. We didn't quite close the bar down but we left at 1. Apparently, there was some events that ensued. I won't go into detail but I will go off on a small rant here. If the cops have to pull out a book to try and bust people for something, that's ridiculous. That's like a surgeon going in to an operation with an instruction manual and trying to find other things to do just because he wants to show what an "authority" he is. If you don't know what you're going in for in the first place, don't go in at all. That makes you look stupid. I hate when some cops pull the punk card and no one is really doing shit wrong.

There.... I'm done. A butt-load of pics from the weekend will come later today. I'm tellin' ya, crazy stuff man.