Last night, chilly, Nashville, Tennessee.
Hedwig and the Angry Inch, at the Belcourt. Hedwig climbed on me in the front row.
Afterward, dined at Flyte with Jessica Turk and her mother and had a delicious piece of salmon.
Couldn't wait to get home and strip every bracelet off of my arm, take off all my clothes, and stare at the ceiling.
Tomorrow I must wake up at 7:30. I have to do an impression of Steve Howe for 160 people, eat a light breakfast, and then get to the other side of town to tell an online downloading company that we are suing them.
I want an apple with SmarterChoice lowfat peanut butter.
And I want it now.
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