Well you'd better go catch it...

Why is it that the past two times I've been scheduled to perform at the Melting Pot, I come down with a huge cold? The last one rendered my voiceless, forcing me to cancel the show (for the first time in my life). It's like the germs are keeping up with my calendar and waiting to strike just a few days before so it's at full force by the time I have to perform.

Damn germs.

If I could blow my nose in tune, honestly, I would seriously use it in my act. Somehow I don't think my impersonation of an elephant would fit in with my favorite cover songs for this weekend.

Anyway, my nose is running...and you know the rest...