Mark gets a text that The Gumbo has landed and we were to meet at Ryan's Irish Pub on Decatur, the site of several heated pool matches with the Pool Hall Studs, but now they've taken out the table (too many fights). We call Garland for pickup at the Seahorse just outside the Fairgrounds gate. He arrives with cold ones and chicken wings and we pile eleven of us into the van for the trip back to the Quarter.
Another text says that he's at the Louisiana Music Factory where Amanda Shaw, then Marcia Ball are scheduled. We finally find Gumbo back at Ryan's, where he has already befriended (cornered?) local couple Bob & Ange. After some beers and Marcia Ball, we all make our way back to the hotel to drop off shit before getting some food. As we reach the entrance to the hotel, the sidewalk jumps up and trips the Gumbo, sending him face first into the pavement. Blood everywhere. The Gumbo looks like one of those TMZ celebrity mug shots. But we clean him up and drag him along with us for some burgers. I think the highway crew might have to hose down the pavement in the morning.
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