I’m getting ready to get outta here tomorrow.  By "getting ready" I mean I’m eating ice cream and watching TV of course.  Eric and I are renting a car, we’re picking it up in the morning.  I picked up the merchandise today at Drag City, two big boxes.  I’m always shocked when I see the size of those boxes, but I usually end up running out of stuff, so whatever, long as we can fit everything in the car!  I’m pretty excited about the trip.  I’m not exactly at 100% yet but you know what?  That’s right, I don’t give a fuck.  I’m gettin’ there and it’ll do me a lot of good to go back home and see my folks a little.  And if I’m not feeling up to the music show-hopping I can always just veg out at my mom’s house until the day of my show.  I can handle that!  Last night I had a great dinner with Sarah at Smokin’ Woody’s, I pigged out on beef brisket.  There’s no way I would’ve been able to say that a week ago so I must be getting better!