Did well merch-wise last night, too, at Tim's bookstore show.I'm not sure where I'll be sleeping tonight.
Terlingua is whacked out cool, by the way. I'll explore more tomorrow and report back with specifics.
Before leaving Marfa this morning, I stopped for some eats at Food Shark. I fell into conversation with a bearded fellow there I mistook for a hobo. Turns out he was Randy Quaid (pictured).
P.S. I hustled up an Alpine show for Wednesday. Not sure exactly which venue yet, though.
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Hahaha, laughing at Randy Quaid! As much as I love him, I reckon he might be a little scary in person!
"shitter's full"
"Oh, don't worry about him Clark, he's just yacking on a bone."
Did you seriously chat with Randy Quaid? Call me. I want to hear the story
Do you thik that Randy Quaid has a blog where he posted about having talked with a cowboy, only to discover that it was the one and only Sandman?
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