what's going on

had a scare with my mom's health while we were in ohio, which appears to be less serious than we originally thought. we live in hope.

some of our improv shit may appear on a compilation that indian casino records is putting out later this year. i might be helping a member of a band that i've been a fan of since i was a snotnose to write a book of his recollections. and someday before i die, i may book another gig. (the september stoogedate now sleeps with the fishes.)