This morning the landlord came over and fixed the lights that weren't working, and the internet's stayed back up. The club last night was off the hook.
The lab called and my thyroid test went ok so I might be able to work for eli lilly again - not that I have yet, but that was their excuse for not using me for gigs.
Baltimore will call me back if a spot opens up in an $8000 study they are doing - right when I have vacation scheduled.
I spent today hanging up clothes and going through old boxes. Strange the stuff one finds in those boxes.
In 1982 I cut off my long hair, and I saved the braid, but I hadn't seen it in years. It turned up in a box of welding supplies.
