I didn’t think about law school for approximately six hours yesterday. It was freaking great. Instead, I went to an Astros game and David Garza show at The Continental Club. My classmate happened to inherit four amazing seats his dad could not use, so he invited me and two other classmates. I’ve never been much of a baseball fan, but I am now. Man, that was some good times.

The David Garza show was something of a snap decision. I’m still getting over this virus/congestion thing and didn’t think a smoky club would be a good idea. At 10:30, I decided to head over and check the place out. Lo and behold, it wasn’t all that smoky so I stuck around. David and Co. took the stage at 11:30 and delivered over an hour’s worth of new and old songs. As usual, in the middle of the set, he took a few requests and I called out for my favorite, “Slave.” He didn’t respond. Then, a few songs later, he hit the opening chords and I knew I was in luck. Funniest moment: he kept calling the show a “dance party” and prodding the people sitting down to stand up and join the crowd up front. Of course they didn’t. Then he asked the lights guy to turn on the “forbidden lights” [really just turn down the lights] to convince us to start dancing. He knows how to work a room.

I went to bed with ringing ears and David Garza songs playing in my head. It’s been too long, too long…