Friday evening, Hepcat played with Flogging Molly at The Fox in Oakland. It was my first time seeing a show there. Kayphore came with me, and we spent a lot of the time during the opening act discussing our new band, what kind of band we want to be, and how we would like to get it off the ground.
However, before I had gone out on Friday, I had slipped into my I Don’t Give A Shit Attitude. So I feel as though I may have some amends to make.
To the German girl who’s feet I absolutely clobbered while dancing to Hepcat – I’m really sorry. I’m almost as sorry that I don’t speak a lick of German, and so couldn’t even express my regrets to you.
To all the people I wrote on – you’re probably realizing now that that was a medical grade marker that I was using. I nicked it from the hospital when my dad had his surgery. It’s not washing off is it? Sorry about that.
To the guy who I made buy me that drink because he interrupted my conversation twice – your girlfriend didn’t seem to happy when she found us talking at the bar. Sorry about that. I hope you’re not in too much trouble.
To the guy I called “sweetheart” on the street – I don’t normally behave so informally towards strangers. I’m sorry . .. but seriously, call me.
Uh, and too anyone else who might have been offended or startled by my frankness, my verbal diarrhea, or my complete lack of any kind of internal censor, I apologize.