In spite of the rain, Cougar Day rolled on. I’ve been playing Cheston ES in Easton for a long time, and I really enjoy the kids, and we end up dancing up a storm in the gym. The folks have fed my tuna hoagies, paid me well, and I get free, stylish T-shirts as well.
This gig usually is paid a year in advance, so it’s always somewhat peculliar that it seems like a free gig. But not really. It’s all good.