WEAK WEEK for SX. STRONG FOR THE SILENT MM. Drained. Recovery from Illness, the usual insomniac nights, and workload de la hades. Dragging myself from day to day, I'm amazed I'm here, hours before Friday. One week since my immune system set my blood to boil. Everyday seemed to run into the next. Very few unique moments in memory. Work, I've done. Been sure of that. at least 8 hours a day... I somehow pulled that off, even with coming home two different days and crashing for up to four hours. Low-key success from day to day, wrapping up CJ projects, and focusing on well... I'm not really sure. Most moments are a dark blur. Odd isn't it? Is this what it's like to be old? Days blur into the next with little relevence? I've needed the rest, and somehow I think I *have* done so, if only on an energy expenditure calculation. There's still a cough, but that too shall fade. At least I'm not in flames. SLEEPING MM GETS HAMMERED. Checking out the stats a few moments ago, the musical redneck alter-ego somehow received an unexpected jolt of traffic... makes one wonder. No new releases or new public posts anywhere... only a quick, off-hand mention in the TenaciousD review for uk-fusion. The word is out... the redneck rocker is the phenom of the trailer park. RANDOM SH*T New songs, and revalation in the Reprise earlier this week.The week was full, a blur, and will reveal more as time passes. CJ 3-yr bday party tomorrow night... anyone is invited... should be interesting. 9pm at the CJ office. Email for directions. Now, get some sleep. peace- seanrox