The last road gig was great.  Nice little place, great people, fun night.  An old High School friend showed up with a small crew and a good time was had by all.  Crashed at their place after staying up until the wee hours of the morning chatting.  And then up and on the road for home.  Came home with my cold just raging but I unpacked and hit the rack.  Had shows to play, stuff to do for the next several days.  Didn't help me get better at all.  Been back a few days now, got some rest and am feeling a little better. 

Any time I take a few moments and reflect on this trip I want to wax poetic and write something grand about how incredible it was.  But there are no words for it.  It really was something special though.  It already seems like a lifetime ago.  What a joy it was.  It was very stressful and not everything was awesome, but then again the sun doesn't shine everyday. 

Got a few days before the San Antonio LoopFest.  Starting small and will build it from there. 

It is good to be home.  My wife and I aren't fully on the same page yet.  Getting there pretty quick though.  It's crazy how 2 months apart can get you out of sync.  But we're getting there.  Calendar is pretty lean, but starting to fill in.  Time to get back to it.  Lots of receipts from the tour to file, video to process, gigs to book, a neglected house and yard to attend to, a neglected wife to make happy again and much, much, much work to be done.