Baujahr!

We’ve reached the wondrous weather of the year that causes your Captain continuous sinus headaches and misery.  Good times.  I’ve got myself on various sorts of pills and caplets and supposi—  Oh.  No.  Not that last one.

Meanwhile, despite all that, I had a fantastic time hanging out with local author and editor Ross E. Lockhart yesterday, nabbing my copy of his new book, Chick Bassist, while we chatted about writing and movies and just cool stuff in general.  Nothing like hanging with other artists, particularly cool ones, to recharge one’s creativity.

And, once I get this dull thump out of my head and neck, I hope to put that charge to good use.

For now, though, it’s back to cringing and whining.  Neck rub, anyone?