So much, as usual, going on. In the process of moving. Will finish by Thursday.
Kristin and I have picked out Tux's and shoes. I can't let everything out of the bag, but I do have one name for you, "CHuck Taylor". I'll say no more.
Called Joseph yesterday and said I was done with Fifty Pound Puppy for various reasons... then, like two minutes ago, booked a gig for $200 with the U of O on September 22nd. WTH?
Life just keeps getting more wonderful, mor confusing and more exciting. Still need a job. "Brother can you spare a dime?"
Jim's birthday is Thursday. He's a year older than me. I just like to mention it.