In one incarnation of my dad's band there was a guitar player named Mike who could play his guitar with his lips and tongue. It was a trick he'd pull out towards the end of a set when he was getting tired and his already mediocre playing was getting worse. Anyway, it was a trick he'd use up until the night that a string got caught between two of his teeth, slicing his gums right open.
This has been a completely decadent weekend full of not getting out of bed except for things like pizza and shooting pool, which has also resulted in an almost complete media blackout. This was not originally what I had intended for the weekend, but it was certainly worthwhile.
Now it's starting to feel a little bit like I'm coming down with something, which would be really unfortunate because this is going to be a heck of a busy week.
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