what a difference a day makes
as of yesterday, the roommate’s Uncle’s health was improving, if slightly–he was in the hospital…today he’s gone…I thought he was pretty cool…I was more relaxed around him than I was around his Brother (my ex-Father-in-law) maybe in a way because he was sorta kinda almost like my Dad…
I’m getting up at 5AM to get her and her sister to BWI by 7AM…after which I’m alone, to “hold the fort down” until she gets back–whenever that will be…I don’t think I’m involved in her getting back home from the airport…especially if she’s coming home on Sunday…which brings me to–
I showed someone (who’s trash I dispose of) a video of SLR…she was impressed with the singing but said that SLR seemed rather self-absorbed…Suddenly I felt that it was true…She hardly ever says WE are doing a show on Fakebook, but rather *I* am doing a show…like the house concert WE are doing on Sunday…For the first time ever, I’m not (yet) looking forward to the Show…She has some specific ideas regarding how I should dress for this gig (!) and of course there’s her introductory “schtick”, which is a performance piece telling the story of how she discovered her Musical ability…I’ve never been crazy about that, I just wanna get on with the Music…oh well, it IS her trip…I guess it’s never been OUR trip…I understand that she won’t let a Man push her around anymore, but a Man (ME) wrote a lot of the Music to the songs we play…
it could end up being the most financially lucrative gig WE have ever done…and one of our last too…
my friend Lou wants to take a break, a big one…HE feels unsatisfied with himself…I have no solution for his problem…I dunno how to keep myself excited, much less someone else…
it’s gonna be a VERY innaresting couple of days…