Ok...wish me luck, folks. I gotta go play to the nudies tomorrow and Saturday. I am beginning to wish that my eyesight was a little worse off than it is. Not that I am afraid of seeing nekkid folks, mind you. It's just I am scared that my eyes may not be where they ought to be. And, now that I have psyched myself up so much, like being afraid of laughing at a funeral, it'll likely be a self fulfilling prophecy.

Time to buy some *really* dark sun glasses...like painted out black.