fatty and the cake

today was sort of a recovery day from last night's excursion to Tijuana. slept till 11 then woke up with the house mostly to myself so i went through all my email records and updated the tour planning documentation journal thing. also got to work on the piano parts for ever since and life in hell and when ryan and chelsea arrived for practice with garrett's piano was cool.

curly got the bank account for the gasoline set up, which is great as well.
fatty killed a rat last night and left the head upstairs on the balcony as a gift i assume then she was getting bored i guess and tore up a chair and it looked like there was cake all over the floor but it was one of those annoying kind of cakes with no icing.

the turtle outside was upset cause no one fed him so he messed on the mat right outside the door so i threw some lettuce out there for him. we had a little bit of practice and i got to try out the piano which was cool then got some carl's jr which made me full for a while.

then we tried to find a solution to the van registration situation. the Beans has work until 130 tomorrow which is when practice is scheduled to start but if he has to go to Santee to get the van registered then practice won't start until later. so we were going to pick up ryans old car from his house since we found a spare set of keys the other day. so we drove up there and pushed it over to the sidewalk so we could jumpstart it and after some discussion we agreed on how to attach the cables and for a minute the interior lights came on but the engine would not turn so we came to the conclusion that the battery needs replacing.

and now my favorite part of the evening, chelsea and other accomplices called curly's phone with under a blocked number and pretended to be random drunk girl Da Bears fans. we had been almost positive that it was madison trying to play a joke on us so we played along with it. we said we'd get them on the guestlist and backstage passes and they asked us if we could autograph their CDs as well as other things as well, but that it would be a surprise.

so it turned out that Ryan realized our guess that it was madison was incorrect when someone pronounced sam's last name properly so it turned out it was us that got played. haha nice work

so while we were trying to contemplate how to get them back, we decided that we're gonna head up to santee with jake and hit up guitar center on the way back here to the Binns' for practice at 2. but between now and then, i'm going to fall asleep listening to something soporific