Otay.
Never mind it is illegal, what it does to the neighborhood animals as well as the nearby yards...it is the height of imposing your tastes upon the rest of us.
On the plus side, a gig each week leading up to July 4th at Harrison's and then the Fourth, itself.
And besides the ample work from George, another friend has a gig at the local jazz club this week.
Feast or famine.
When all is said and done it'll be famine either way.
There is also one more Farmers Market in San Dimas, so I'll expect a call from Jerry my local keyboard playing compadre.
Back to my explosive friends. I do understand the fun in watching things go B*O*O*M*, but as with all things - there is a time & place for everything.
June 8th is early.
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