*************************Travis Wrote**********************
hey fellas...may 10, club tav...well, i'll just let my good buddy M.A. tell you... "May 10th club tavern opening slot 1 hour four bucks. Thanks"
everyone'd better be able to do this (that $4 could be my ticket outta this hellhole)...that's why i called and told everyone about it and nobody called me back with any concerns or dissenting opinions; so i said "yes"...as i mentioned in my message; its a Saturday night, so that's all good...and i think the club tavern could be an excellent place for us...good exposure...
i should be to handle the flier issue for the 1st show...should we even hang fliers? opinions?
hit me back, dawgs (respectively)...
t
********************Joe's Reply****************************
Travis et al.
I'm sorry but i can't make it...i've got to watch saturday night live with the girlfriend that i haven't met yet...so find someone else to sing these stupid songs...in all honesty, i think i'm gonna quit this lame ass band anyways and dedicate my life to writing soap operas, and honing my bowling skills...i figure if i can marry some rich, mid 40's cougar, i can get all my soap opera mateial from our daily briefings, and then i can convince her to set up a lane (automatic scoring of course) in the basement...my plan is this...while she is asleep (by nine), i'll be a practicing so that i can one day make it on the pba tour...hopefully (i pray) i'll be good enough in a decade or so to make it on the tv finals...
strike!
(gutter ball)
Travis...nice work man...may 10 hey?...sweet!
we should mos def get an acoustic set on sate st. for that afternoon to advertise...best summer eva!!!
Joe
*********************Travis Replies********************
hey man!!! step off the "cougars"; that's my deal...(big cats are dangerous; but a little...). the bowling (so you wanna bowl, give the ball a roll), however, is all yours and you are to be commended for having a solid plan to get what it is that you want/need out of life...
i wouldn't mind trying curling...or being on Saturday night live...
well played, joe. well played. that lady with the cash and the "stories" is out there somewhere...
i look like hell today.
*****************And I Interjected***************
In the end, you know that only three people are going to show up for this show. Even the entire band won't make it. So yeah. Go for that unknown lady Joey Vochich! Chase that toboggin all the way down the hill even though winter's melted away.
Or we could all go out for some ice blocking? Eh? Am I right? No one does that around here.
A bottle of Southern Comfort, a block of ice, and a fine middle-aged lady with a fat wad of cash.
Sweet indeed.
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