Oh Shit! I Forgot to Blog!

Where to begin? The product launch is but three days distant, and Mothra is zoomin' around my gullet. I get nervous as Hell before tours, with sleep befouled by (prosaic) anxieties and fears of failure setting my blood a-boil. The second we hit the Great White stage shag and super-flammable soundproofing, however, I am in my element. As shameful as that admission must seem from your end, it is doubly damning from mine. I love this madness...