Wednesday, August 3, 2016

The story of Sonny Boy Slim

So, my plan last night was to lay low, really low. After work, and the yoga studio, I was going to have a quite night at home. I was going to read and relax go to bed super, super early. Just me, at home. Alone. It was a good plan. A necessary plan. I become an unbearable bitch if I don't get a certain amount of alone time. And I'm in a deficit pattern right now.

But, I received a text about tickets without a home for a show that I had wanted to go to, but that was sold out by the time I/we tried to get tickets.

I couldn't let them go to waste, could I?

No, I couldn't.

And it was the right move. I'd never seen Gary Clark Jr before. But now that I have?

Well, fan for  life. He's one cool cat: Thank you Brennens!

1 comment:

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Sometimes you've just got to go with it, and sleep be damned. I'm glad it worked out for you so successfully! Fan for life of that cool cat -- that's a successful non-alone evening.