For the second time in the last two weeks, I was offered drugs after a show. I turned the esteemed gentleman down, only to then have him counteroffer with a construction job. Who better to take a job from than a man who just offered to “burn one down” with me? At least it was pot and not cocaine this time. I got offered cocaine for a t-shirt DVD at a show recently – unfortunately, I don’t know the street value of cocaine, but I’m pretty damn sure it’s worth more than my DVD, t-shirt, and just about anything else I had in my possession.