broken glass
I'm still pulling broken glass out of my ass. it was all over my driver's seat on Friday morning, on a rainy day in chicago. I planned on sleeping in, on my friends bed, which was very comfortable. I was woken with: "Hey... was your window broken when you got into town yesterday?" hmm... purturbed, I knew so I headed downstairs and out into the rain to investigate. well i knew before I got out there that my navi was gone and my xm radio. i was hoping they were in a hurry and didn't see the guitar and mandolin in the back. but they had. no guitar, no mandolin and everything electronic was gone. even my phone charger. (THEY'RE NOT UNIVERSAL, DICK) or Dick(s) as it were, a neighbor mentioned he had seen a couple hoodlums (fittingly in hoods) hanging out at the corner, and surely it was them that "got" me. I wish I had the forethought to take pictures so I can share my misery with you, but elected to clean out my car, and get it fixed as soon as I could, since I had a show in MIlwaukee this same night...
This is how the healing took place, chronologically:
-call and file police report
-make a claim with insurance company
-Vacuum out car
-get window fixed
-buy new phone charger (Sprint blows my ass by the way)
-buy new guitar and mandolin at Avenue N Guitars on North ave. (they really took care of me there) http://www.avenuenguitars.com/
Made it to Milwaukee with wet shoes and feet from running literally around rainy chicago all day, and just in time for soundcheck. Got situated (still havent put new strings onto the new Takamine EAN 40c yet, but should). My friend Rosemary, my official Milwaukee mother figure and promoter, brought out a bunch of peeps and the show went on, with an aggressive, tension-relief kind of setlist. and it started off with a shot of Maker's from rose's beau, Joe. Great way to start, and rocked it out. All was well, except the knots in my back from being tense and pissed all day.
got the chance to frolick around with the |Marquette kids and have a few cold ones. Then as the night wound down, I was informed of a run that was taking place early Saturday morning. at 10am. but we had to be up at 830 for breakfast... I seemed to have remembered bringing my running gear, even though I secretly never thought I would use it. so I pulled out my asics running shorts, and nike shoes, and was ready in the morning for the 5 mile run (or 8k?). it was in support of children's hospitals of Milwaukee, and though I didn't register, I still made it without stopping, and in 45 minutes. so 9 minute miles, which would have been slightly better had the course not had a full mile (mile 4) all uphill. so having not run virtually all summer, and the only times being indoors on a treadmill, the road kicked my ass and I am sore for it. but felt good that I got some exercise on the road and helped support a good cause in a very small way.
After I got cleaned up, drove across WI to Winona, MN to the old acoustic cafe that I am so fond of. got there a few hours early and was just chillin, waiting to set up and perform. but the wild card was this zombie pub crawl that I wanted to take part of, which was from 4-midnight on this night and winona is 3 hours from twin cities, which i quickly realized, and now I have to see if I can return all of the accessories I bought before leaving town (white makeup, fake blood, fake teeth, decorative moss, black liner, and fake brain) maybe next year zombies...
well i'm still getting over the loss of my guitar, which I played soooo sooo soooo many shows with. I was very comfortable with this guitar, and will miss her very much. lots of miles and lots of shows... I hope the crack that the thief bought with the money they sold my guitar for fucking kills them... I used to have an alarm in my prior HOnda Element but when I hit the deer and totaled it, that is one thing that was not recovered... the deer is still haunting me...
anyway, cutting the trip short by canceling the final two shows in Kansas just so I can cut my losses from this mishap and go home a few days earlier and sort things out with the claim, and money, etc...
life goes on.