Here we are taking a clean "before" pic. We were headed to a metal show where things generally get messy.
So, Saturday was WAY more mellow than Friday. I had been invited to a couple of BBQ's but after I ran and did some stuff with the girls, I fell asleep. I missed both of them and had to do a bit of scurrying to get to the Dublin my 9'ish.
There were plenty of tattooed folk at the show. Apparently, my friend K. takes her tattooed folk very seriously.
We had a drink and were off to see the RAWK! at the Picador. It was a lot of fun...If not very loud. A guy in one of the bands came up to me and told me he couldn't find his camera and wondered if I'd take a few pics of them playing. What a question...I was going to anyway.
Until she sees something funny. Then she's over the severity of it all.
Mr. B. said he was going to be at the show, but I didn't believe him. I was right. He never made it, and I was pretty glad. One less thing.
Here is FMDM playing his geeeeetar.
We got there just in time to see FMDM's band. They have been playing on weekdays a lot, when I can't go, so it was nice to finally catch them again.
Here are some boys making suggestive rock hands.
Here is my friend John blocking out his bandmate's face.
Around midnight, I was pretty beat. It's hard for me to go out two nights in a row, and I usually really feel it on the second night. So, even before the last band finished, I decided to take off.
Here we are in our "after" shot. See why we make a point to take the earlier one?
I made it home before one and went straight to sleep. No muss, no fuss. I love a dramaless night.