Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

FWIW, did make it to half of rehearsal since my last entry but none of my other destinations yet; started to answer some of the email backlog when I got home but had to take a detour into "collect the calendar notes and put them in the calendar" land -- might have some bass-playing to do -- and started feeling all crashy again. Body thinks it's a yo-yo; going to go lie down now. But first, a question that popped into my head the last time I stood up:

When singing, "We may lose and we may win / But we will never be here again / So open up, I'm climbin' in / So take it easy," do you feel the need to use the "agin" pronounciation of "again" even if that's not how it's said in your normal speaking accent (or whether it's sung that way on the album)?

[... totters off to bed mumbling, "take it easy take it easy don't every let body the got sound something of to your hide own 'cept wheels for drive me you and crazy my monkey" (which would be far easier for a Pierson's Puppeteer to sing than for a human) ... damned forking earworm ...]

Argh. Now tempted to stay up long enough to colour-code the lyric in that last paragraph. No, no, no: sleep.

"You've got a President who says global warming is a hoax, and across the Potomac river you've got a Pentagon preparing for climate wars. It's pretty scary when Bush starts to ignore his own government on this issue," -- Rob Gueterbock of Greenpeace, quoted in Guardian Unlimited

Was feeling even perkier than yesterday earlier, got a little done, even did more post-Pennsic unpacking. Signs looked good for tonight. Then around four hours ago I started crashing really hard. Thought a two hour nap would be okay and set an alarm. Slept through the alarm and am now struggling to feel awake enough to drive to rehearsal. Need to get to rehearsal. We have a gig on Saturday and the last rehearsal I got to was before Pennsic. Also need to not do something stupid with the car from being in no shape to drive. Might get to rehearsal late -- still trying to convince my body to wake up enough -- but other plans for this evening got pretty much scrozzled. Progress ... at least I got my eyes open and got out of bed after half an hour of listening to the television news fade in and out while I struggled out from under the fuzzy boulder of sleep sitting on my brain. Must remember to write phenomenological observations about waking process later.

My elbows and knees feel funny.