Can't get the stink off, he's been hanging round for days. - Radiohead

I love when spontaneous activities start up at parties. Hanging out and chatting can be good but sometimes you can stumble into doing something that is side splittingly fun. Last night a penciled portrait session started up at the pre-show party at "Club Cunard". Lots of hilarious attempts at capturing someone's look. My drawing of Dale looked a bit too much like Michael Jackson. Dave Ewenson did a better job of capturing Dale's bazooka-toting patriotic look and his manic version of Lyle was great even though Lyle didn't agree.
I then got the idea to open an art gallery of refrigerators. All the art would be magnetized to the doors of the fridges. Inside the freezers could be ice sculptures. Wine and cheese can be kept inside for opening receptions. Should I draw up a business plan?
We then busted down to the Seahorse to see Montgomery Moth, The Tragedies, and The KNA. All the sets were great. I had a fun time, despite the horrible smell that now inhabits the Seahorse. Same as Friday night. Is it because all the smoking is now relegated to its own room that the natural stink of that bar can now be experienced? I hope not because the Seahorse is one of my favourite bars in town for shows. Maybe a bunch of car fresheners would help?