run for your life!!! (or walk... or crawl...)

glad that once upon a time i was a typesetter! my young life then was creepy & crappy to great degree... but i learned to make ads! hope you go, if you're local or just driving by along I-5.

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james told me he'd come home in the morning, & he did. he played shenanigan's last night, & even if he'd begged me to go, i couldn't, yesterday getting sideswiped by severe ear & throat pain... crap! i went a whole month at school w/o getting sick... so the weekend's been a big blah as i've rested & done little except fiddlefart around the house & yard & watch tv & get faint & go back to bed.. so he came in this early morn all cheerful & handsome & today's been a good one tho i didn't really move til i finally took cold medicine. prior to that, i tried natural remedies all weekend: warm compress on ears, hot tea with lemon, a horrible concoction of ACV, baking soda, turmeric & cinnamon... was reluctant to take cold med bc sometimes speedy stuff makes me psycho, but this med just allowed me enough energy to get out of bed, so we played music all afternoon, trying to make videos, now talking about making a lo-fi record together, so many plans: we really need to narrow it down!! but it was great fun. at one point i started playing some changes & remarked it sounded like a show tune & james launched immediately into a cornball  schmaltz of his own creation, off-the-cuff, about a boy who returns to his high school reunion to show all of THEM!! -- singing broadly, gesticulating dramatically: such a born showman james is!! that was a video keeper, but he didn't want to post it, so... i got this pic to commemorate our fun afternoon.
and what's that on my nose? oh well.
when he's back from walking penny, we'll watch either beastmaster or black panther & cozy up for the eve. i hope i'm well enough tomorrow to get back to school bc i don't want to be absent!!

waiting for james...

we played last night at sue's. it's great to go just one mile for a gig. just wonderful! the bottom register of the keyboard sounded just wrong to me; i hope it's an amp setting; it sounded really un-piano-like!! but people were great & nice & complimentary & the eve was fun enough.
after our little set, i cleared the stage for us while james bsed with people, then i got to sit with christy & corey for a while, my dear school friends. devin & arestina were there, too, looking flushed with good health, just back from their exercise class, happy & sober in the bar. "i'm gonna get a shirley temple," devin giggled, & then they headed for the pool tables.
the skinny, swooping, tall drink of water rio collins got up & did a silly blue comedy show. the audience was positive, & i admired how he handled a drunk heckler. when things got pretty loud & ribald, corey told christy, "let's go before we end up in the paper!!" and they scooted along.

after the show, i went home &, still amped up, took pix with the animals, inspired when peewee jumped on the electric piano: "kitten on the keys" is a famous old tune by zez comfrey. penny absolutely wouldn't be still until she was let go, as you can see in the pix.
 i put on pjs, drank some warm milk, & went to bed.
1230 or so, james rolled in with rio the comedian. they laughed & told stories, but kept voices down & i stayed in slumberland. when i woke up, rio was sacked out on the couch, all wrapped up like a skinny burrito in one of our down comforters. i had a good day at school with the kids. when i got home, james was making dinner & rio had hit the road, being an itinerant comedian who books his own gigs & travels all the time. james, as usual, had made a new friend.