821. Bring the Noise
Out in the main rehearsal area I found Jordan with another friend in tow. “Trav.” “D.” We exchanged our complicated handshake and my hand didn’t even cramp up while doing it.
Out in the main rehearsal area I found Jordan with another friend in tow. “Trav.” “D.” We exchanged our complicated handshake and my hand didn’t even cramp up while doing it.
Here’s the thing. If we were in the Carolinas or Seattle or somewhere, I would have let them take me to the hospital and pump me full of painkillers and worried about missing the show later. The fact I’d already missed one would have made it easier since I knew the world wouldn’t end and […]