So what are you doing with yourself this weekend? I know Saturday is going to be really busy for you, what with the Troy Farmer’s Market moving outdoors and the Supermoon coming to kill us all (or at least look in our windows all creepy-like). But what about Friday? What are you going to be doing with yourself to celebrate the fact that, once again, you managed to wake up 5 days in a row and drag your ass to work/the bathroom/class?
You’re coming with me to see Hair of the Dog play at Bootlegger’s.
While Jess may look like she’s the descendant of some long lost tribe of Irish pixies, I’m actually the one with the potato farmers in my family tree. This Friday night I plan on toasting the Maxby clan the best way I know how: shouting out the dirty lyrics to “Chicago” and telling people Hair of the Dog is FOR SURE going to play my birthday party this year (this happens, like clockwork, after 2 beers. After 4 beers, replace “birthday” with “wedding” and pass the defibrillator to Ike, because he’s having a heart attack).