"It'll Pass Away in a Slow Parade..."

Well. A lot has been going on, and none of it particularly good. I won't go into too much detail, as I have neither the time nor presumption to explain everything. The short version is: Mr. Bombs is in the hospital. That is the big thing. A smaller bummer would be that my second show in Lincoln fell through.

So I am going to just go ahead and declare the "Greyhound Runaround Vaca-tour" OVER.

"...that's leaving, I just don't know how soon."