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Show's over.
Sheila never came. Neither did Kimmy & Pierre... but with them, I understand.
You know who did come though? Fucking Allison did. All the way from Houston, Texas did she come.
So did my Father. All the way from Dallas, Texas did he come. He never knew I sang until he saw it onstage the weekend before last.
Caught very sick this week. It started Sunday night. The doctors thought it was alcohol poisoning at first. Then mono. Then sickle cell disease or tuberculosis or some other god awful thing...
Turns out that it was an ileo-cecal valve spasm. Fucking one in a million shot.
That's the little fucker that separates the large intestine from the small intestine. Made me sick as a motherfucker, too.
That's why I've been so incommunicado.
But I'm back.
"I'm like a bad penny... I always turn up".
No more show. No more sick.
How is everybody?