We played last night – and maybe that was a bad idea – Heather hurts a LOT today, and we headed out to the hospital to do what…. to do what we knew we should’ve done right at the beginning.
We were poked and we were prodded, we were told to push and squeeze, and much as expected, all of the above activities hurt in one way or another. Heather got x-rays, I got drugs – and now we’re exploring our options… horribly aware that everything we do relies on having a viable vehicle, and horribly aware that we no longer have one.
We’ll see what happens.
In the meantime, I’ve loaded a new recording of Will up to Garageband.com, and I’m frustrated because at the last second it ended up in “Alternative”, which I’m not sure I agree with. I’m worried that that will screw up our already difficult to categorize world.
It’s been a rough weekend.
I’m sorting through music – listening to forgotten things, hidden on my harddrive. I’ve just run across an act I only vaguely remember having heard of – I have no idea where it would’ve come from – “Black Lab”. Gorgeous, gorgeous song “Gates of the Country”.
