Ronnie California

Last weekend kicked off with a big surprise. I had a rehearsal Friday evening with Devin Tait & the Traitors. After which we went to our keyboard player, Elene's place. Saturday Morning I woke up around 9:00 am, my plan was to get Angela on the road to San Diego and then go put in a day of work Craig's house. At 9:15 my phone rang and it the caller ID proclaimed that my front gate wanted to speak with me. Well this is unexpected. I knew my uncle would be ringing me sometime Sunday morning, but this Saturday business was totally unexpected. Let me just put my failed attempt at building suspense to rest, as you already guessed or know, it was in fact Ronnie at the gate. He drove from Kansas to California in about 26 hours. With a 5 hour nap in his car in Kingman Arizona.
I brewed Ronnie a pot of Coffee, since he hadn't had any on the road. I then took Angela to the gas station to check her oil, water and fill up her car for her trip. She can do all these things herself, but we've found that a girl opening her hood in a gas station is like a beacon for creepy.
Angie dropped me off back home on her way out of town and Ronnie and I had breakfast together. It was great to see my friend again, and I was a bit sad that I had to go work. Work was fast and proved to be a very good thing. Craig sent me home after only 2 hours with more cash than I deserved and some of California's finest medical plant products.
Ronnie and I then began a day of adventuring.

Here we are enjoying the old zoo in Griffith Park. I drug Ronnie all around the park and drove him through much of the east side of Los Angeles. I have a feeling my driving was giving him a minor heart attacks here and there but he rode it out like a champ.
Our day of seeing the sites had left us hungry so we stopped off for a burrito. We then went to the store for beer and coffee for the morning.
We returned home and decided to kick our feet up.
We enjoyed our beers, worked on my guitars. I recorded some basic tracks for a new version of a new song, "I'm a mutation". Try as I might I could not get Ronnie to lay down a guitar track. He won't escape me completely though.

Devin was busy with theatre tickets when I called him, but Dylan was free and excited to see Ronnie so he came over. The three of us took a delightful dip in the hot tub and had a good chat. Soon Dylan left and Ronnie and I called it a night.

Sunday morning we woke up around 9:15 and had the coffee we bought the day before. I ventured out and picked up some bagels. I made sure all the pets were cared for and we then made our way out to Malibu. Ronnie followed me on the trip, I was a bit nervous for him, there are 3 freeways on the way to Malibu from my place and they can be harrowing when you drive them everyday, Ronnie did fine though and soon we were at K's place in Malibu looking over the pacific ocean.

K gave Ronnie a tour of the grounds, letting him get acquainted with his new temporary living situation. Soon that was over and we were mixing up concrete and getting to work. We worked away the afternoon and into the evening. IN the end the concrete pour had gone very well and seemed to set up nicely.
Just as we were finishing Devin showed up with food and beer! What a hero. We ate and talked and soon we ventured to the patio with instruments for a jam. It was cool to look around and see everyone playing at once. By default we ended up playing songs I wrote or know. I felt a bit like a dominator, but I'd rather be playing then not so someone has to make that happen. I had a total blast dusting off many of my old tunes. Devin and I even played a few Singe songs, which was a total trip.

Eventually we called it a night and I drove home to see Angela, freshly back from San Diego. We had a few beers and unwound together. And then I began a week of running without my head.