Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for April 09, 2011

Man, I hate it when the drugs wear off right at the beginning of the concert and you realize where you are.

I suspect were are committing the cardinal sin or telegraphing a segue to the Red one and his fate.

Or maybe Trudeau’s sticking to his fictional butcher because he wasn’t sure which real ones would be alive at deadline.

I remember my 37th Dead show when the acid was bogus. That show sucked.

Small world, ain’t it? lol

Is that zipper in a fez or just a hallucination?

Ah, those were the days…

When What-his-name was a clueless dictator at the peak of his power.

The Dead may be gone, but Jerry keeps truckin’ on.

Each year there’s a tribute concert to Garcia (Son of the Excelsior) at the Jerry Garcia Amphitheater in McClaren Park. That’s where you can find half the world’s reserve of tye-dye.

The story behind the scene is; I lost my iPod at the concert. When I got home, I click onto “Find my iPod” on my computer to find it’s location. About a week later I got a notification of it’s location … at the Fillmore Auditorium.

I can imagine some Dead Head groovin’ to Frisco Lou’s playlist for a week. What a trip.

Ice cream everywhere will attend, Frisco. And they’ll bring Ben and Jerry.