It was Halloween

Me, being a man with many children, well, i was out trick or treating with my young daughter. And for the record i did not pick my kid up and run her from door to door in an effort to get more candy... my wife was strongly against that and even went so far as to disrupt our training run the day before.

As it turned out 3 year olds want to go home after a few blocks so it turned out i was at home at 7:45... just in time for a mad dash down to the supper show in my best fangs and formal attire. I brought a few of the supper show regulars down with me as my house seemed to be the hotspot. So of course i was delighted to finally be able to go and see a supper show... what a great idea. i got over the mild regret that i didn't change Super Robertson to Spooker Robertson on the chalkboard and walked up into the club... but no music on the way in... how can this be?

Rather a beautiful woman with an erotic puppet dressed as a scientist... i believe she was giving a lecture on the erotic art of puppet-erring. All good in my books... I am a big fan of lectures.

Unfortunately i missed D. Trevlon who had Simian Special (the man) sit in on drums. When it comes to music D Trevlon is a winner... you can never go wrong.

Then it was Simian Special the band, Sim's latest and greatest working project. A fine trio that gets the most out of minimalism powered by Sim's golden voice, melodic bass and the rock steady guitar work of a stella drinking man named Marty. I noticed that the Mule had a Simian Special demo in his mitt.

In the end i left feeling honored that 2 great musical acts came and played a stage that had my name on it.

Speaking of that.. i had this idea. Bring out the old sony reel to reel 4 track to the supper show... record the shows and call it the "I got 4 tracks supper show" 2 mic's on the band 1 on the room and one on a "theme" table... a clapping table

ideas like that always hit a snag once you write them down