Oy.

All I can say is, I'm glad for my own bathroom back, and a chance to rest my voice. That's what I thought when I left this morning, but as soon as I hit 95 South I popped in my new CD: Ken Shatz. 7 hours later, I had no voice at all.

I am also the proud new owner of the rosewood kazoo, gifted to me by Jen after I complimented her playing on Roger in Baltimore's FINEFINE 'Biscuit Blues'. Thank you, Jen.

And yes, there were plenty of marshmallows! I'll tell you more later about how wonderful your own Joe Offer was with those kids.

My friends, JAB is a heck of a singer, too - or will be if he sits up straight like his teacher told him to! And he plucks a mean tub. Photos soon...

I suspect the Mudcatters proved their chops to those warm, wonderful FSGW'ers. A friendlier welcome there never was.

Thank you, all.

More stories later...

Dani