We were a tiny Kossack cadre in attendance at Agua Caliente on October 25th to see Lewis Black live at The Show. We had committed before discovering the big hoo-ha was on with the Hefes in San Francisco. John Bowman preceded Mr. B with a warm-up and he was none to dull, either. General consensus post performance was that muscles around smiling/laughing mouths were sore. Jakedog42 brought Parrothead friend Fran along and she was good to get to know.
Ironically, in this age of Google, we did a bit of Israelites wandering in the desert stuff but so what? If that's the worst thing any of us face in life, we're on easy street.
10:36 AM PT: I only published this to get some images uploaded. Aside from that, this entry is a misfortune. And I am mostly away from the computer today, too. Apologies.