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Molly and I checked out Leftover Salmon tonight at the Cabooze. Great tunes with great, fun energy make Dave dance like a maniac. But jesus was it packed. Fortunately, we found some good space over by the side of the stage and soaked it all in from there. And when I say 'soak in', I mean the music, the beer, and about 4 lifetimes worth of cigarette smoke.

Here's a spycam shot of the new banjo player. He's great. At one point some hippie chick turned to me and yelled, "His fingers are magical!" Uhh, ok?

On a non-fish note, I just saw the clock on my computer adjust for daylight savings time. I thought it might play a sound, but it didn't. It didn't really do anything but change the time. Huh.