Just got in last night to Chicago, where we barely landed since the plane was rocking back and forth like a drunkard all the way down to the last ten feet of the runway.  Holy crap!  It's times like this that I'm especially thankful for prayer in my life.  Chet and Lillian picked us up and we had a killer sushi dinner at Nobu outside the city. (Ummm sushi....). 

I just at the last minute threw in an application to play at the Kerrville Folk Festival, where I played several years ago in their New Folk competition.  I don't know if I'm officially folk, but I think the genre is shifting a lot as production abilities change, so maybe I'll still work into that world a little.  When I played last time, my sister and cousins came out with me to keep me company (and drink all the available gas-station beer in Texas).  It was damn hot though.  It was more comfortable to socialize at night, so the girls would visit eighteen hundred campfires all evening and then sleep half the day away in the heavy green WOOL army tent that Laura had rented from the UT recreation department.  If it were 100* outside, it was 130* in that tent.  I'm so not kidding.  The only thing that would wake them up would be the inevitable spider crawling on them.  Gross!! 

It's windy as hell here in Chicago but a pretty sunny day, should be nice.  Hope you're having a good one.  luv mb :-)