Breakfast

(Come See This Kind Of Stuff)

It is Wednesday morning. Last night, I played at the acoustically superior spot for about 2 hours but didn't make any tip money. This wasn't so bad, given that I was playing to my own satisfaction. There was a road race going on, with runners finishing the race right by my spot. Lots of them were milling about the area, but had no money on them, as I guess it would have slowed them down on the course.
Fairhope First Friday Artwalk
This is not the best portent of my prospects here in Mobile. If I don't make anything tonight, then, I will plan upon taking the bus to Fairhope, for their First Friday Artwalk, which is...Friday, and this will distance me from the downtown area and maybe let my music take flight without having to resist all the negativity which permeates the air here like humidity. The fact that I had spent no money on beer or cigarettes throughout the fasting period has given me a cushion. I should at least be able to get to Fairhope, and then just "hope" that I will be able to busk there, without interference.