Here’s a taste of my report from Friday night’s White Cowbell Oklahoma concert at Lee’s Palace, as well as Neil’s Hottubmobile…
Here’s Sam (a different Sam from the one I normally mention) and I enjoying a soak. Keep in mind that this hot tub is mounted on a back of a truck, and this truck is parked on Bloor Street (the major east-west street; it divides Accordion City into north and south).
Here I am onstage with the band:
I’m not exactly sure what was going through my mind in this shot. Behind me is something that can only be described as “Japanese Schoolgirls Gone Wild!”
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
Last night at the AI Salon in St. Pete, after all the presentations were done,…
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
Here’s your motivation for the day: All you need are three chords and the truth…
It’s Sunday, and it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are the memes, pictures, and cartoons…
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I guess October in Toronto is not exactly warm, but I supposed you would want to lose your clothes before going in the tub... after all, walking home soaking wet is not nice.
So, Joey, how do you get home afterwards? Do they drive you home in the Tubmobile?
Javier.-
Your giant shit-eating grin almost makes me want to come back to Canada. The woman next to you has an amazing thing going on with her black shirt, in the hot tub. That just might clinch the deal.
What. I leave Canada and everybody has a great fucking time? Dammit!
Must leave for cold climate.
Hi, Javier!
I have no idea why everybody in the tub kept their clothes on. When I last saw this mobile hot tub, it was the summer and it was full of women wearing nothing but soap.
We just hopped in. It doesn't make any apparent sense, but then again, neither does a truck-mounted hot tub crusing the streets of a North American city in the autumn.
I ran into Sam (the woman in the tub beside me) while investigating the hot tub. We'd met once before at a wedding where I'd played -- it was one of those "Hey, you're the Accordion Guy!" kind of accidental meetings. She initially was going to walk right past the truck, but I talked her into joining me for a soak. Nothing says "trustworthy" like an accordion!
I said it once and I'll say it again "that's it I'm learning the accordion" :-)