I'm sure I'll be crashing soon. Beth is out of town from Wednesday to Saturday, so it's just Jack and me right now (and Reggie, of course). I fell asleep in Jack's bed after reading stories Wednesday night, and then he woke me up around 7:30 Thursday morning. Thursday night I didn't get to bed until after 3 AM due to Yacht Rock, and then I was up again this morning at 7:30 trying to get him ready to go to school. I'm probably already asleep and just don't know it.
Yesterday might have been one of the best in recent memory. I helped out a student by transferring/transposing some music to Finale and emailing her a PDF, and then I got busy practicing. I managed to find time to hit all my horns. I think my self worth must be tied to how much I can practice; yesterday was a high point! Even after all that, I still had time to get outside with Jack for a little over an hour.
Last night's Yacht Rock was pretty good, though I think we're ready to move on to some new songs. Mark Cobb played lots of crazy stuff in the first set. I think he must've been checking out his JoJo Mayer stuff this week. The second set got a little tense on stage, resulting in a brisk rendition of "Little Jeannie", but no blood was spilled, and I think things will eventually be ok (for a week). At some point in packing up I dropped my sunglasses. I can't find them. If you picked them up, please bring them back to me.
One strange note-Melkonian ran his fingers through my chest hair on the break. That was weird.
We had a killer thunderstorm pass through here last night. There's lots of trash in my yard. I need to get out there and get working on it before I have to go get Jack at school. I think my gutters are full of those fuzzy oak tree things. Also, my grass is growing as we speak, so I'd better get out there before I have to rent a combine.