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Well the old site just blasted through the 2000 viewers mark this last week. Minnie’s bang-up job fixing my page made it a lot easier to update and I think people are going back to look for updates more often now. I know I find myself not as fearful of updating as I used to be, so I don’t avoid doing it as much.

Getting everything ready for the gig on Friday night at Kings Coffee in Tacoma. We’ve named the band The Prairie Dogs (thanks to sweetie) and Doug Mackey (from Mr. Blackwatch) said he’d warm us up. Right now we have about twelve songs we can play and that should get us right around and hour and a half. Just perfect.

I sent out the gig email today so if your reading this and you didn’t get one you know what to do. Get your self on the mailing list so you can keep up with my non-existent music career.

On the home front our health woes never seen to end. The older boy threw up all over his bed around midnight and after cleaning him up and changing the bedding and everything the younger one was wide awake and pissed. I took him in to our bed to see if he’d go to sleep in there but that just seemed to piss him off more. Finally Sweetie changed places with me and I slept by the older one with the barf bucked in one hand in case it was needed. It wasn’t, but that doesn’t mean that I got any sleep. His, is an awfully small bed and I felt like I went through a grinder by the time I woke up.

I gotta say that I’m getting a little tired of constantly doing the medical updates for the Forums… I’d like to think that I have a life outside of cleaning up puke, but right now I’d say that’s delusional. Still, it’s time to move on from healthcare issues in this space, even if it is all consuming at home.

Ones life is only how one sees themselves in it. Even Cary Grant took years to become Cary Grant and he got to play the part in movies for years.

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