Flat-Cindy and I set up and webcasted the Fat Caddy Records showcase yesterday over on 5th Street. I would have had the pictures and audio up by now, but I've been up worried all night.

Carmelo's Restaurant was kind enough to offer-up free beer for all in attendance. Flat-Cindy started drinkin' about noon and...well...after she made lewd advances towards the Spector 45 boys, I didn't see her again until I went out to my car this morning and she was passed-out by the hotel entrance...

...she disgusts me...she smells like feet...and her breath...oy-vay...

...more rehash from yesterday soon...

Cindy now blogs at The Fine Line.