I wish I could write like Darling Nikki!!  She’s writin’ frickin’ Neuromancer over there and I’m all "I like to take BATHS!" ::sigh::  I guess I yam what I yam.  But I wish I could write like Darling Nikki.

I’m all sick today.  It’s an upper respiratory / throat thing that started cookin’ up yesterday, causing me to wonder whether it was a very wise idea to go with Eric to the Dirty Rugs show at the Bad Dog.  But I went, and had fun, and had beer, and saw many friendly faces.  I saw Geoff play guitar and bass for the first time, that made me giggle!  Not because he’s a bad player (quite the opposite) but because it’s just amusing to suddenly see someone you already know pretty well, performing.  It puts you into an alternate reality which you may have been expecting but are never truly prepared for.  Eric played keyboards on one song too, that was cool.  Have I told y’all lately that I love him?  Yes I believe that I have.  Heh.

I’m paying for all the partyin’ now though.  Got no sleep what with the coughin’ and snortin’ and tossin’ and turning’, and now I’ve lost my damn voice too, pretty much.  It better come back soon ‘cuz I’m supposed to do a rehearsal presently for a show at the end of February, at the Beat Kitchen with Elia’s World Renowned Choirboy Jug Stompers, a cover-tuned variation on the Scotland Yard Gospel Choir.  I’m only doing a song or two, therefore the pressure will be low and the potential for fun should be high, for ME at least.  Maybe I’ll do a little Carter Family, maybe a little Jimmie Rodgers or somethin’, we’ll see.  I’ll figure it out when I get my dad-gum voice back.