I’m sitting in the wi-fi hotspot at the PDX airport. Kento dropped me off early so that he could bid me a loving farewell. That was damn hard….ah love.
The good news for me is that Maine has one of the coolest climates in the lower 48, and I loves the cool weather. However, I’ll have to get used to BUGS again. Not looking forward to that.
I talked to Jen (from ImprovAcadia), and I’ll basically fly all night, ride the bus all day (from Boston to Bar Harbor), get to the theater, watch some shows, eat, and do a jam show. Then I’ll get to go to the house and get in my room. It’s going to be an interesting 48 hours. What can I say? I’m just not satisfied if my life isn’t an adventure of some sort. Time enough for rest in the grave, I guess.
I’m eager for the challenge. It took me a while to bring the stage mojo in Edmonton, and I learned from that. I’m eager to explode onstage for this gig. More later.