Chapter 136: Abba Zaba, You're My Only Friend... besides Sam.
IT does exist...
Yesterday got exponentially better as it went on. My car continued to work. I got a ton of work done on the house for Laura Creel. They ordered pizza for dinner at Hands On which I was happy to help dispose of. Then, the coupe de grace... Sam Carlsen made his triumphant return to the Coast.
I'm sure if you read my blog, especially the early posts from my time down on the Coast, that you can appreciate how excited everyone is to have Sam back. After his return last night we got together at my place with Shana and another returning friend, Emily Long and hung out. After a while we went to The Pub to shoot a couple games of pool and watch the Home Run Derby.
Today he starts work with us at the Design Center doing CD's for a house on Elmer that the Studio was working on during the semester down here. It's a pretty cool project.
The result of having him back is perhaps best summed up in his suggestion that we rent Mr. Baseball and comparing it as the "Lost in Translation" of the 1980's. Brilliance.
***UPDATE***
For all of you who don't know, coincidentally, the name of my band in the Guitar Hero series is Tom Selleck Mustache. Rock On.
Link of the Day:
Man Flies 193 Miles in Lawn Chair