Good god, our power is out. Sweet Jesus, Nooo!
Our apartment complex apparently was in the process of migrating a bunch of their users over from one power company to another, and they decided that the best way of doing that was just to turn off all the people who weren’t on the new system yet. So, our power went off this morning and they’re saying they can’t get it back on until tomorrow.
Seems like the kind of thing they might want to call us and tell us, but what do I know? Precious little, it seems.
I heard a nasty rumor that my friend Beau Hall might be taking a haitus from music for a while. This would be a colossal shame for music as an art form. Please stop by his page and tell him to reconsider!










