I really tried to take it easy this weekend. I had shows on Friday (in the Quad Cities) and Saturday night (in Wisconsin), and my plan was to play Friday, get a good morning’s sleep, and get up to Lindey’s in East Troy nice and early.
And then someone had to go and offer me a free Iowa football ticket.
I generally consider myself a prudent decision-maker, but for some reason, sanity takes a backseat when it comes to Iowa football. To illustrate, here’s a running diary of my weekend, starting Friday night.
5 PM – Set up for event.
8:30 – 11:30 PM – Play event. Great crowd of folks, had a blast. Way to go, Meg and Sarah.
12:00 AM (Saturday morning) – Load up the car.
12:30 AM – Blackhawk hotel bar.
1:30 AM – Village of east Davenport. Pretty much dead at this point. Don’t know why we even stopped here. So much for prudent decision-making.
2:00 AM – Back home.
2:30 AM – Asleep.
5:30 AM – Awake; groggy; upset. Mind you, I have a show tonight. That starts at 10 PM.
6:15 AM – Leave for Iowa City
7:00 AM – Arrive in Iowa City, commence tailgate.
10:00 AM – Meet Iowa Governor Terry Branstad. What can I say? The Iowa elite start to line up once I make an appearance.
11:30 AM – 3 PM – Watch Iowa take care of biz against Indiana. McNutt.
4 PM – Still tailgating.
6 PM – Back to Davenport, hop in the car and driving 3 hours to East Troy, Wisconsin.
10 PM – 1:30 AM – Rock Lindey’s. Had a great time. Kid Chris and Tahlier brought their A games. And some girl absolutely tore up the dance floor. Honestly, I’d never seen such dancing. At first, I was convinced there was something medically wrong with her. But in the end, I guess she was just really into it.
2:00 AM – Go to crash at a buddy’s house. Apparently, he’s not as tired as I am. So we play pool, look for an A-bar, take an ATV to his cottage, have a beer there, head back to his place for ham sandwiches.
4:30 AM – Sleep. Dang, just missed the 24 hour mark.
I guess that’s what you get for being an Iowa fan.