What were we talking about?

Our convention week began in "high" style this afternoon with the The Hemp Cannabis (THC, geddit?) National Convention at the Oriental Theater. Well, not really. Supposedly they were going to have bands playing all day, but when we got there at 12:30, the posted start time, only the owner and a bartender were lounging about, and the owner was like, "What do I know, I'm just the owner?" Went back about 1:30 and by then there were some long-hairs and biker-types standing around the lobby, which was dark and smelled of stale beer. Still no bands.Maybe they forgot. $10 a ticket. Bye.

Nice logo, though:


Joint in beak, leaf in claw.

Tonight: Art! And . . . Karaoke!