Twenty four hours until our big show tomorrow night.  I’m feeling a tad under the weather so I’m watching The Great Khali manhandle Kane on WWE Friday Night Smackdown. 

 I received a letter from my pops today.  I hadn’t been back home in almost two years until we stopped there on tour.  After the tour I couldn’t get ahold of him for a few days. Then I found out he got locked up.  That was nearly two months ago.   He may go to a state facility. I’m glad I saw him when I did since I don’t know when I’ll get to see him next, let alone talk to him.  It may be a while. He asked me to send him a picture of the band. I’ll do that.