Monday, July 23, 2007

Oh, Good Grief...

So I did the early show at Gotham this past Friday night (went lousy, thanks... I'm in my first slump since, well, since I started getting decent) and mom came, along with Deeanna, her friend Roy, and Josie.

Deeanna's live-in boyfriend, Ronnie, is a drummer. He couldn't make it cause he had a gig. After the show, we're outside talking about how Ronnie travels sometimes for work. Mom said (and no, i'm not joking)... "You know he's probably cheating on you."
"Mom!"
"Well, he is...that's how musicians are."
"Oh, good grief." I felt a weird sensation in my stomach as I could actually sense the lining peel away.

Rock On,

Aitch

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