It's my first time sick-sick in more than a year. The antibiotics I got yesterday are finally taking effect. I would've preferred to just wait it out, but I need to get back to work.
Anyway... I went to see
Melt-Banana last Tuesday in DC. They never disappoint. I'm digging their new pop edge. It's always been there, in the ether. Now it's blossoming into a beautiful, hell-fed flower of love. (Can we blame my fever on that?)
Oh yeah, the dingy is ready to sail, which it did on Wednesday (albeit jibless and purposefully underpowered)... because that was the only way to get it back to the dock with the 10 knot blow coming out of the east.
Waldheim was 88 and choked to death on the devil’s cock.