Mostly recovered from last night. The concert was wonderful, and involved a lot of singing. Voice shot due to allergies or something, but better today. (Gina said she heard me singing on the choruses during the "all performers" last song - over the PA, Don Sinetti and the rest of the audience. Oy - said I hoped I'd been on pitch!) The sound guy was terrific - perfect balances of everything and just the right volume. Haven't heard better anywhere.

Gina hadn't read what Naemanson had threatened to do, but he was a no-show last night. Hope he's there today. Found out Gina wrote the tune to one of my favorite songs - a version of "Go To Sea No More" (in Hugill) which Cliff Haslam sang last night. (And it's one of my favorites mainly because of the tune.) She also wrote the song Jean did at the Portland Shanty Sing - "What Fortunes Guide a Sailor." (The one with the "leave her, Johnny, leave her" ending.) Gina is one heck of a nice person, too.

So many Mudcatters. I wonder if one day it won't even be something we remark on. Jeri: "I'm on Mudcat." Other person: "Yeah? So what? So are they!" (Points at the rest of room.)

It's cold and rainy today, but the sun's gonna shine on Federal Jack's in a couple of hours.