056 June, My Favorite Month

Ah yes, for so many reasons, i welcome you, June. Come on in. Make yourself comfy... and in celebration of the joyous occasion, my lovely companion and i went off in search of a wave pool. Around Detroit, there are these healthy areas of greenery and nature, usually situated near or on a lake or river. They're called Metroparks. And the one nearest Lake Erie has a wave pool. Oh yeah. It's been at least 15 years since i've last been in such a thing. After driving around for an hour and a half trying to find it, inadvertently taking the most backwoods route you ever did see, we finally arrived and paid the $4 entrance fee. And rising like a phoenix among the bright yellow rafts and picnic benches... the wave pool! And it was nearly empty! We'd have the whole thing to ourselves!

But alas, the hand of fate stepped in. It turns out that the swimming trunks I had chosen to don did not meet the regulations of the park. My Old Navy board shorts or whatever the hell they are were not equipped with the necessary netting. And they checked, too. And so we were given the royal boot. The big flipper. The buoy to the gut. The oar to the back of the head. We weren't even allowed to casually lounge near the pool! So we waved goodbye and did what any normal people would do. We made artichokes.



I have something exciting to tell you about the Pittsburgh show on Saturday, July 2. Or should I say showS? Oh yeah, that's right, there's going to be TWO! The first is all ages at 4 PM at Brave New World Records and the second is 21+ at a venue to be named later. Apparently it's all booked and ready to go. Nobody told me the name of the place, though. It's a good thing I now have a real booking agent. Tomorrow, it's back to the mp3 scene... oh so quickly.