2001-11-30 - 6:18 p.m.
Howdy,
I'm in Chicago. I'll be damned if I'm not sick again. Another chest infection. Yipee. This one spread around from Spanker to Spanker until it landed in my lungs. What does this mean? Well for one, it means I'm not taking good enough care of myself on the road. Gotta quit smoking (GASP!), gotta cut down on the booze (OH NO!), gotta exercise (SAY IT AIN'T SO, JOE!). The big question is... CAN HE DO IT? We shall see.
In other news, the tour is going pretty well. I'm afraid of what my voice is gonna sound like tonight. Cross your fingers. I didn't have a smoke today till 6pm. That's really good for me. The tour has been fun but it feels really weird without Mikey.
I'm sitting in the office of Schuba's, the club where we're playing tonight. Daniel Jonston will be here next week. Man, I wish I could be here for that. I've known Daniel a long ass time. Anyway, I'm gonna go warm up my voice now. Ciao.
