Friday night (hundred dollar bill).

Happy Christmas to us! We cashed in our last Christmas present from Michael and Jen this past Friday at the House of Blues in Dallas.I've never been to Big D at night, that I can recall. It was sort of exciting. The traffic was half the thrill, and had I been driving I think we would all now be dead.
The House of Blues is a cool venue. Luckily we were up in the balcony away from the pit full of drunk, fighting and syncopal folk (I swear one girl passed out before G love even came out on stage).

It was really loud. And really awesome. I want to go to more concerts. I forgot how loud they are.



Oh and G love was wearing patent leather Adidas. My favorite also was when he started singing 'Gin and Juice' in the middle of one of his songs. The bassist looked like some guy they picked up at a truck stop on their way into town (as Mike so eloquently put it), but despite looking somewhat homeless, his bass playing was sweet. I think he's the reason the band is called Special Sauce.



Also worth noting is the large stairwell with a picture of a huge cow, where Jen and I were stopped by two security guards who told us, "Don't worry ladies, black men don't bite." Then one of them insisted on side hugging Jen. I assume because she's hot, but I'm not sure.

See for yourself.