PLUMP in Nacogdoches on August 14

So we headed out to East Texas to play in Nacgodoches. Its about 3 hours or so from Houston. Our buddy Jaybo had asked us to come and play a private party out there for a member of his family, which was at a bar called Bullfrog's. Nice people, who seemed to like us, and we had a good time at the gig, and got free beer and food etc. We had people help us load in and load out and do sound on our PA, which we GREATLY appreciated. Very very nice. The party was for the 40th birthday for a guy who had played in a reggae band in Nacogdoches back in the early and mid 1990's, and a couple of the guys were there and wanted to play, so we played some reggae with them for a couple songs, to the delight of the family.

After the gig, we stayed out at a farmhouse with Jaybo and a couple of his friends. It was a good 30-40 minute drive to the farmhouse, which at 2 am is a VERY long drive. But they did have a big pot of beans on the cooker, and some beers, and it was way out in the middle of nowhere so all the stars were out, which was all very nice.

One by one, we passed out. I fell asleep on a reclining chair, which was quite comfortable, and really fortuitous for me, as you will soon quickly learn. I believe Josh also passed out on a chair. Bully for him. Jason, who will stay up later than anyone (drinking brown liquors) when we have to crash at someone's house found a bed. This proved to be a rolling of the dice where he came up lucky.

Al fell asleep on a bed. After falling asleep, he heard a sound that sounded a lot like the sound of someone peeing. Even more accurately, the sound was sounding in such a fashion that it sounded like the pee was hitting a mattress, and not the water in a toilet bowl. Al thought to himself, "I think someone is peeing on the mattress". This hypothesis was soon proved correct, as the "pee" changed its destination from the "mattress" to "Al's legs". One of the other dudes in the house (not Jaybo) was peeing in his sleep. On Al's bed. Al's response was the same response that any of you would respond with if confronted with a sleeping person peeing on both your (a) bed AND (b) leg. That is to yell "HEY HEY HEY". The man did not awaken. His sleep was deep.

Al chose to move his sleeping location the "wet" bed to the couch. Luckily for Al, he was not pee'd on again that night, but he did hear several more bathroom breaks by said individual--all aimed onto the bed. We left early the next day. And placed a properly placed phone call to Jaybo explaining that he will definitely want to check for a wet bed (and we also assured him the we were not to blame).

We also laughed all the way back to Houston.