It's 11:57pm on Thursday as I type these words. Got back from the Andalucia a short while ago. As expected it was a slow night. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't packed like it is whenever we have a dancer performing.

The night before I was feeling a bit of a cold coming on so I did the right thing and stayed in---I went to bed around 9:30pm and woke up at 7:00am Thursday--a full ten hours of sleep! I was feeling much better, but to play it safe I stayed in and only ventured outside to get some lunch across the street: bowl of hot soup. For my usual free dinner after playing guitar, I asked Monica to make me something good for curing a cold...

Homemade chicken soup at the Andalucia. Yum! March 9, 2006 9:01pm

It's 12:27am on Friday now. I was just briefly chatting online with one of my dancer friends who, like me, is a late night person. I know some of you out there think it's kinda geeky to chat online, but the truth is I've met a lot of people this way whom I later got to know in person. I first chatted with this one online friend in 1995 and didn't meet her in person until 2000--no it wasn't a romance, just really good friends. In other cases, I've met people at shows, on the street etc, told them about my website and got to know them a lot better via chatting online. You get the idea. In today's busy world, maintaining contact on a regular basis (even if it's electronic) still counts!

I better get some sleep now. Got a busy day today (Friday). First I have to drop off my sound system at Cabanas at 11:30am, then catch the metro to Alexandria to meetup with Marsha for a 12:30pm private lesson in ballroom and salsa, followed by a quick rehearsal, then I have a private gig at 4:00pm in downtown DC, then I have my usual gig at Cabanas at 7:30pm with Shahram and Ginette, yay! Somewhere in there I have to eat and take a breather. Whatever, why am I complaining about having a busy day doing stuff I love to do? :-)

I'm feeling fine now. The cold is pretty much gone, but I might play it safe and go straight home after my gig at Cabanas. Of course, as usually happens a friend will probably call me or show up and tempt me to go out and I'll say yes. Oh well you only live once. If I get sick again, a cold's not gonna kill me. :-) Goodnight!