My goodness gracious! What just happened? I think it's called a record twenty hours in the synagogue for my Rosh Hashanah gig.
My head is bloody, but unbowed. (I didn't make that up...Henley wrote it.)
Here I sit, at a desk, with jeans on, my hair down, a set of vocal cords that probably, upon closer inspection (I think they call it scoping now:), resemble ground meat. And I have a pounding head ache. Tomorrow I'm getting a crown put on my tooth. So I have lots to look forward to.
But in my very immediate future is Thai food and an evening of being QUIET. So I'll be okay.
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