sicker than a dog . . .

i don’t really know what that statement (sicker than a dog) even means.  I wonder if the person that thought of that had a really sick dog at some point?  The worst part, for me, about being sick is not sleeping well.  I need eight hours to function as a normal human being for an extended period of time.  Without sleep I get ornery.  I become downtrodden and sad all day.  I drink tea and eat soup and blow my nose.  Luckily, we go to press in just a couple of days and have our very first show at Sammy C’s (you should all come - it’s free) on Friday night.  Lots of stuff going on with the band right now, too.  We’re just picking the songs for our first full length album.  We’re taking 10 days this summer to record it all (hopefully, keep your fingers crossed!), so we’ve stayed very busy.  We’re trying to save enough money to get it done (recording, mixing, mastering, etc.)  Well, as I said, I’m sick so I’ll talk with you tomorrow.  nate.