Bet on it, Moonchild. I'll take over the driving when you get here. Maybe we could rent a big ol' van and do it up in style. The Waffle House tour of the coast!!
Just among friends... I'm SO frustrated getting started on my banjo that I'm thinking of coming around to the guitar. Maybe by October I'll be able to accompany myself on a tune or two. Any requests? I'm a blank slate.
PS - I am an eyewitness. I was staggering to bed when I found y'all in the dining hall that Saturday night. Barry, Mick was indeed singing. And though I enjoyed every bit of your own singing as well, I'll have to give HIM the medal for at least LOOKING awake. Only his eyes gave him away. You were a part of the upholstery on that throne there.