Grrr…

Rough training day, for reasons not worth mentioning because overall, they’re boring…

After the day was over, spent time dealing with another client long distance from here back to MA; by the time it all was over it was too late to go have fun with campana and happinesstogo although we did get to at least chat and Bill and I got to have a telephonic curmudgeon fest of semi-epic proportions before I had to revisit the home client’s stuff one last time to straighten stuff out…

Then, I passed out. And now, of course, I’m wide awake and hungry at 2AM Phoenix time with room service closed and the flight home not until noon.

Tomorrow, more training back in MA and then I can collapse for a few hours.

For those of you back in MA, I’m stunt hosting for Bobby at the Ship on Thursday night with our feature, oni_express, AKA Chris Fortin. Just because the team’s gone off to Madison, no reason to skip out on poetry entirely; if you’re around, come on down.

Next week looks just as crazy: I’ll be in Westchester NY for training on Monday; if I don’t have to rush back for a session on Tuesday I’ll be hitting Bar 13 Monday night for Corrina Bain and their Shannon Leigh tribute night before coming home.

The following two weeks, my Sunday/Monday night marathon continues with visits to Austin and Atlanta; again, if the process continues I’ll be pretty much doing drive by visits with no time for poetry or frolic on those trips. But we’ll see what happens…