Monday

Tampa, rain

We all slept till noon, guess the travel vs rock ration on this trip is 127 vs 3 and somewhat tiring us...or the fact that it stopped being so dry and cold we had injured noseinsides...way to change climates...Clem and I had to make the hard movie pick decisions of: has Clem slept through it and will Nila kill herself after, 'Taking Woodstock and The Invention of Lying' then...

Ahhh, done playing the Party and now I'm watching a naked Girl on the sidestage in white, high platform boots and a renaissance hoopskirt (Seethrough) getting wax poured onto her lovely exposed body by her tatooed black Angel winged Boy...reminds me of times when Bottom had an opener in Detroit waaaay back at PURPLE rain princes venue that screwed a 9 volt in her HOOHA (see http://www.theonion.com/content/news/renowned_hoo_ha_doctor_wins_nobel) and then bit on it to make it glow, the naked skinny flexible one on a bed of nails folding himself into a Fellationial Selfmade-man (really, I saw it up close, I mean, would you ever leave the house?)...