On my way from last night’s awesome show in Morgan Hill (thanks, everybody up in the MH!) I was off to Monterey for this weekend’s shows at Planet Gemini. It’s only an hour-long drive, what could go wrong? Everything, if you are illiterate. I made the mistake of typing “Monterrey” into my GPS device instead of “Monterey.” In case you missed it, like I did, I needed to spell it with just one R, but erroneously used two. The difference? 1,900 miles and 30 hours. I’m glad I didn’t make the 4-state, 2-country trek into Mexico. It might have happened to others, but not me because I have a sharp mind that questions authority! And misspells town names. My point is this: how do illiterate people get by? Seriously, when one letter can make a 1-day and 6-hour difference to someone with a college degree, it doesn’t look good for those raised by buffalo. Or in Buffalo, for that matter. Take a look at the difference one R can make:
- Take the kids to see Beauty and the Breast.
- Badgers? We don’t need no stinkin’ badgers!
- I’mma bust a crap in your ass.
So forget about minding your Ps and Qs, start minding your Rs! And then join me at Planet Gemini for the final nights of my NorCal tour this Friday and Saturday at 9:15 PM.