August 28. Friday. Frost Heaves plays the Cantab again, by popular request.
Don't be a spag; come to the show.
Sorry, I'm washing the cats on that day.
Wait... since you'll be cleaning your pussy, that means I can call you a douchebag, right?
Sure, why not. Now, if you guys could get together an impromptu jam session somewhere near Fenway on Saturday, I'm there!!!
But seriously, my brother-in-law is in town that weekend and apparently we are going to go camping, 30 miles from our house. Trust me, I'd rather be at our show, but apparently I have to be cordial and stuff.
damn ocean is still in the way.
Drain The Atlantic!!!
That'd still be a long walk, and you'd probably need some mountain climbing gear.
but the view would be awesome!
the stench, however ...
August 28?
Hmm, I think I'll be in the US by then, I wonder if I know anybody who lives around there?