The Blizzard
I’m in NYC. My friends texted today from California, concerned about my well-being. Why? The blizzard? Feh.
I’m more worried about Gary and Georgia who are flying in from Nashville and Atlanta (respectively) tomorrow for our gig at the Cutting Room on Wednesday.
I told them to book back-up flights in case their originals get canceled. Only one of them has to make it for the show to go on. I’m praying for both. I don’t want to go up on that stage alone.
The footage on the news made it seem like Armageddon. Like you couldn’t walk or drive or see 2 feet in front of you. I’m sure it was…
The skinny
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