I get another three hours of sleep, and now it's off to the casino in Anderson, IN. We were running on pure coffee at this point. When we arrived, it took some time to find our contact. And then it took some time to find some electricity. They had a baby grand piano for me to play, but no mic or hook-up for Bill to plug into. After they ran some power to us, we played for three hours straight to people in tuxes and dancing show girls in feathers.
Maybe I dreamt this gig.
