Our buddy Nate invited me to take part in his inaugural Porch Fest this Saturday--six porches clustered around Monroe Park in Eugene, sort of a circuit strum-a-thon. I'll be getting to Monroe Park at 12:45 and meeting up with Mike Last and other skulking, slightly anti-social pro-hootenany types. From there we will be assigned our porch, which will be our venue from one til three. Not sure who the other porch jammers will be, but I think this sounds fun, it's all ages, and an alternative to those of you who can't see us headline at Sam Bond's later that night. (W/ Underlings & Boats.)
Tracy and I went to June for dinner night before last--it was good. The first time we went to June they seemed a little undone by success and not quite together, but this was right on. The warm goat cheese salad was fantastic, and sitting by the fire place on a chilly autumn night was perfect.
