On Saturday afternoon, Grant moved into my apartment. He'd sublet his apartment for the summer and needed a place to crash for a few days before leaving heading of to Vancouver. That means hot licks...
The morning coffee Grant brings me is usually served up with a few AC/DC and/or Iron Maiden songs. Haha. (Bonus points to Edie for having her back-half on Grant's lap and her front-half on a pillow-fortress).
The show started out normal enough, but then halfway through the set, this wannabe Lenny Kravitz pushed his way up to the stage and started giving Grant funny looks.
Chris the Greek was up visiting from DC to attend Grant's "Welcome Back from Hell-A" party. Here we are sending him off after some Tuesday morning brunch (which, is one of the finer points of not having a day job).
While Grant kept it real and opted to marvel at the "special edition" fluorescent pink, snakeskin-patterned BC Rich Warlock. fluorescent pink snakeskin??? What kind of asshole would want that?
