squinney wrote:He did have plain brown rice for dinner, along with some sweet potato and a couple of slices of beets.
Musta worked, cause he's sleeping like a baby.
Good suggestion, lil k / Gus' mom.
I'm sure the percoset and the ambien had nothing to do with it. I do feel more rested this morning and my stomach doesn't hurt, although it's gurgling. I'm going to try to have a smal bit of breakfast, some applesauce and a slice of dry toast and see if it works.
I did manage to man the phones and start making calls yesterday and booked myself a month of Satrudays starting Sept 17, so I'lll be steadily working on my calendar. This is a merciless business though and your shelf life with agents and owners is exactly as long as your last gig in most cases, no matter how good you are or how long you've been around, so just by missing a few gigs I've lost a couple of accounts. I'll just keep on keeping on and build my calendar back up.
After all these years, the dreaded subject of "regular job" has come up although squinney has not suggested or demanded it. My idea. Most of my friends think I should go into sales because I'm a closer and a damn good one. I'm thinking about it if I could find something that gave me enough flexibility to play in the evenings.
Believe it or not, in my past I've been a restaurant manager, but I believe I'd rather live in a box and eat my pancreas than manage a restaurant unless I was one of the owners.
