I fully intended to go (I even discussed it with Pootie Tang* at Mavericks). After the show, it took me a little while to pack up, and when I got to the sidewalk, there was nobody (I knew) there, and a cab came by. I got in, mumbled the name of a destination close to my home, and we were off. I woke up later that morning, muttered a few expletives at myself for having missed THAT PLACE, and went about my New Year's Day business, never even considering the possibility that the party would still be going on. I'm aiming to use 50% of the heroin I used in 2006. Aloha, Brad * Is Pootie Tang in town?