I had a fun gig with a Rat Pack tribute group at a beautiful golf course about 40 minutes away, so my earlier session, plus a little booster in the car, set me just right for the "golf tournament crowd". I knew most of the guys in the group with the exception of the main guys, the singers, but they were really solid for the most part, although I was warned that one of them is an alcoholic, and the other is wound a little too tight (ADHD and/or OCD). I'll be playing a bunch with these guys in the next few months, so I'll be mentioning them again for sure.
After catching up on my regular internet reading, and getting some other work done, I started watching "Into the Wild" at about 3am. I've been putting off watching it for some unknown subconscious reason, but I'm so glad to be watching it. It's about a minute now after 4:20am as I write this, and I've still got about an hour to go. It's a very even movie -- you kind of have to be in for the long haul, because it's about the journey, not getting to the end so much. I wouldn't say it's a perfect movie for every stoney occasion, but it was for this particular one.
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