I've been trying to take a nap -- I definitely need more than 4 1/2 hours of sleep. But either the phone rings or I just can't slip into slumber etc. We're supposed to go to another party at a neighbor's in a couple hours, but I'm non-functional with fatigue. But what a wonderful way to get so tired -- staying up til the wee hours singing and laughing with friends. (Oh, and eating and we must have been drinking, too, because that bottle of Bushmills somehow got emptied as did the levels get lowered in the other liquids.)

What an amazing party! And a bunch of songs got trotted out that hadn't been heard before, or at least, not for a long time. AND it was the first time I'd heard Kendall tell "Father Fell Down the Well" in PERSON.

And now I've got to write down (it's not been written down since I "wrote" it back in the mid-60s) my parody of the Beatles' "If I Fell" to send to Jacqui -- is there anything else I'm supposed to send somebody? I'm sure I won't remember any other promises until I listen to the tapes. (Oooo -- pictures AND tapes -- blackmail material, but I do remember promising not to use them as such!)

Linn