You can see the Evil in his eyes.

Today I tried to catch up on emails and work on the Slam.  I had over 400 unread emails sitting in my inbox.  While most were informational that required no response or were newsletters containing articles that I already knew their content based on tweets, it still tool a very long time to sift through everything. I also have three months of the Slam booked.  I can’t wait till we start.

I have spent the last couple of weeks fighting a cold which has been harder than usual because I have been quite busy with rehearsals, neighborhood council, and have been forced to go outside in the cold at night.  It has slowed my recovery time but I feel like I may be over the hump soon.

I had a dream the other night that i found interesting.  Usually fever dreams tend to be pretty intense but this one was just strange.  I went to sleep very early that night because I had a debilitating head ache but when I woke up early the next morning all I could do was chuckle at my dream.  I was sitting on my front porch when two snakes slithered by having a conversation with each other.  They were speaking in English in the truest form of the definition; British accents and all.  I asked the snakes if they were really British when they turned to me and said, crooked fangs and all, “And we know Harry Potter.” At this point my cat Anakin, having seen the snakes from afar, decided he wanted to pounce on the snakes except his claws became red lightsaber claws and he mauled the snakes to hell.  No word yet on how Harry Potter feels about the death of snake friends of his.