9/14/06 Winstons (San Diego, Ca)

The night show looked promising. We took afternoon naps and ate well before we showed up. Sound checked and waited for the people to show. Got some food down the street in Ocean Beach. Its a trip, lots of people asking for food, money or hemp. While your eating people will ask you if you're going to finish your burrito...then when you say yeah, they look at you like you're a greedy CEO. And these aren't the real homeless kids these are the kids with rich parents who think its noble to move the beach, and act poor or disadvantaged and beg...I mean barter for money/food/hemp. People like that will turn the most liberal thinking person into a red state republican. The show was long and the crowds was light. Its the kind of night where you play for 3 hours and in the last 15 min 20 drunk people show up from another bar and do that drunk grind dance with the nearset female...you know that dance were they are so faded, but have that porno look on their face and in their mind they are grinding like R Kelly, but in reality they're dry humping someones leg. This crowd of people always show up after we have been playing our asses off for over three hours, and get mad when we are finished. "Aww, you can't stop now, we just got here, c'mon a couple more." Depending on the night we will play a couple more, but it pisses us off either way. Lots of people get bands confused with juke boxes.