Not with a bang, but a whimper.
I discovered last night that I've been walking on a opened blister on my big toe. I have this nerve condition that masks pain, but it manifests itself elsewhere. I still have to get a bass out of the convention center and drive home today.
So, here's a picture of me and Bob Weir.
Most of the long lines for autographs were for people like this:
This is the guitarist from Slayer. Lots of metalheads/punkers/thrashers down here.
Wish me luck, it's going to be a long day.
