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Ahhh... yes. The American Way: $18.00 for room service coffee and orange juice. Other than backup alarm clocks and wake-up calls to ensure I was up for the beginning of Toadies ticket sales this morning, I have been drifting in and out of slumber all day. I'm quite ready for my return to Houston. There is only one reason I would want to stay any longer... and she called a little while ago... thus prompting my getting out of bed and finding a modicum of consciousness. I forgot to mention some weirdness from my past cropping up yesterday. I received a message from my old friend, David, that I haven't talked to in years it seems... and Kathryn called. For those the know me in 3D, then you will understand the odd association with those two people contacting me in the same day. Fucking strange. This may sound weird, but I came dangerously close to purchasing a ukulele yesterday. I have been interesting in exploring the non-traditional expression of that instrument ever since I heard Guy play an unbelievable blues solo on his. I think the only reason I didn't buy it was the logistics of transport back to Houston. I am in a shopping mood. I really want to go clothes shopping.