I thought I was all better. Turns out, that was just the calm before the storm. I feel miserable today, and since I have no one to blame but myself, I'm going to blame Lovey.
(Aw, heck. She never reads my blog anyway. I think I'm safe.)
It was all that righteous rockin' yesterday. It wore these old bones out. Guess I'm not as young as I used to be.
(Which is a really idiotic thing to say if you think about it. Kinda like saying, "Guess I'm still alive if I'm breathing," or "Guess today's the day after yesterday," or "Guess Cream is the best band in the history of forever." These things just are.)
Anyhow, I'm working on getting a video of our jamfest together. I can't promise anything at this point, but I'm trying, so keep your fingers crossed.
Other than that, I got nothin'. Hopefully I'll have something for you tomorrow. Besides sputum.
Hey, that's kinda funny, right?
Yeah, no, that's not funny. My bad.