Fallin Asleep at the Wheel Again, Baby

My band played an open mic last night. We intended to play five, maybe ten songs in two sets. We ended up playing closer to fifteen and closed the bar out. It was good times. Don't know if there is anything I enjoy in life more. Maybe eating a good plate of spaghetti with parmesian. It's still a toss up.

Now I'm sitting in Crim Pro and can barely keep my eyes open. I guess there are only so many hours in the day. If you buy time and energy in one place, you pay for it later.