I did wish my mother a happy mother's day yesterday, so you can all sleep well tonight.
I've been sick. I think it's either mono, AIDS, or the gout. It could also be tuberculosis. As a result of my certain death, I've been unable to do much, other than drink and sleep and work and drink.
Saw Wilco tonight. More to come on that. Nels Cline is fucking amazing.
Bedtime for Bonzo. Sorry, reader.