On Wednesday, Brett & I went to see two bands play at Castaways- Free Energy & Titus Andronicus. We saw Free Energy a couple months ago and they were incredible. This time there more than 12 people there and we were clearly the oldest folks present. Brett wasn't crazy about T.A.- too loud/screamy/punk for him. I find that stuff to be kind of a tonic, honestly.
Castaways is one of the few places you can hang out on the water, odd for a town on a lake. Relatively cheap beers, deck on the inlet, tiki bar on weekends in the summer, and apparently the best wings in town, although I don't know because I don't like chicken wings.
I took Thursday off because I knew I would be out late the night before and most likely, partially deaf. It's a good thing I did because my assistance was needed in an emergency.
|The Kieyls & Rhea|
And Rhea is doing well today, royally pissed off that she must wear The Cone of Shame, but healing.
But man, I am exhausted now, and aiming for a good solid nap the minute I get home from work today.
|Cool picture of fire in the chiminea & the party lights|