It's just about 10 p.m. I've spent another full day painting -- and this room was about 3/4 the size of the last! I started with a brake inspection I didn't need at 9 a.m. followed by my least favorite thing, linens shopping, for the next four or five hours, before finally starting on room prep and painting about 2 p.m.

I needed to go to Guitar Center to get some supplies for recording the band tomorrow; never happened.

Tonight is the dual birthday celebration of my friends (and former co-workers) Nathan and Danny at the Artisan Lounge. It should be awesome. I think I am too tired to go, though, especially after a long night yesterday.

Last night. Right. Went to see She Wants Revenge at the House of Blues (great as usual). Ended the night in the Parlor at Body English at 944's table after coming in with Adam Bravin from SWR and mutual pal DJ 88, both of whom spun in the Parlor. Watched as photographer Hew Burney brought Maynard James Keenan from Tool into the room to meet Adam. Talked to a few band members from Eek-a-Mouse, who performed earlier at the Hard Rock Hotel pool, and felt bad when I told them I just came from seeing Adam's band instead ...

Weird night, but fun. But right now, do I feel like taking a shower and getting dolled up (so to speak) just to go out for a few hours when I am already exhausted and have to be up early tomorrow to set up the recording stuff for the band in the morning?

I'm leaning toward "no." I'm leaning toward laundry and passing out on the couch (as the bedroom is paint-tastic). Yeah.