I had a good weekend...my new band had our first two gigs, Saturday was a Barbecue. Now, ask me what I want for dinner and I'll say MEAT, with MEAT for a vegetable and MEAT for desert. ALL they had was MEAT! I don't want to see meat for a week.
Then, on Sunday, we played a benefit for a 4 month old girl that has Leukemia. Sad story. So the family was trying to raise some money for the travel it's going to take to get the kid to where she can get treatment.
About 1/3 of the way through, I noticed about 1/3 of the people had left. I didn't think we sucked *THAT* badly!
When the grandfather came back, he told us what had happened. While tha family was out trying to raise money to get the kid treatment, someone was helping themselves to the family's home. The door was broken in, the place ransacked, and the family at that time didn't yet know what was missing.
My cousin who is on the town committe said that there have been a lot of break-ins, esp, of all things, when the time of a funeral had been printed in the paper.
Yeah, that's pretty frigging low...