Headed to the show late again last night. Proudly displayed my new "I Only Date Crack Whores" shirt. Ran into "She" on the way out, but I don't think she noticed it.
The show last night was quite nice, if, as usual, a little on the empty side. There were three downsides: The usual figuring out where everything is after someone else does the gig, the fact that I have lingering cold effects, and exhaustion. The latter was completely my fault. I never completely got onto NY time because I just don't have a regular schedule, but I didn't bother to take a nap in the afternoon despite plenty of opportunity - and need. That bit hard come 11:00pm.
The cold effects, well, I've still got the mucus production of doom going, so either my vocal chords are coated, or my nasal cavity is plugged. Both are a pain to sing around. Both together are impossible. I soldiered through, though - gotta do my bit to share the pain.
Spent almost all of setup with a slight kook asking me illogical questions about the sound equipment. I'm used to the type - though they're uncommon at KoC - and wasn't really slowed by it. However, I was late, and I was slow - as I said, I needed to find things, recoil them, whatever - and
So she shooed him away eventually. No huge loss. Her explanation why did slow me down, however.
And then, a pleasant evening, which I ended a little on the short side (Around 12:40) so I could go home. Eddie took up the slack by giving impromptu salsa lessons - which I need, but was in no condition for.
Managed not to snore too much on the freeway, made it home, crashed out, and surfaced around 11:00. All is back to normal.