I will still be unable to speak. I will be bored until Wednesday when I will have lunch with and play guitar for a friend who sings like an angel, that is, if her s.o. doesn't get jealous. On Thursday, Sinsull comes to Maine to live, and I will meet her cats. On Friday I'll go to a hootnanny all weekend and have a hell of a good time even if I cant sing, I can listen.