here's to nights of little sleep. It's funny, I thought drinking a bottle of whisky this afternoon would get me to sleep before now, but no, I just can't turn my brain off. That always seems to happen, especially on nights where I have to get up at nine in the morning. But that's to go give a puppet show performance of Dr. Seuess' Sneetches at a local rock against racism event. So I don;t need to be all that well rested. At least not till the evening,when the Moment plays a house party. All I want is some rest, just give me some rest. Rest, rest, rest (That reference to Generation X doesn't sound half as good written as it did in my head. But these letters don't play music (that's just my fingers 
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