Tennessee's weather rollercoaster finally wore me down, and for the first time in years, a little flu bug tore me away from work. Sunday was feverish, with too much REM sleep burned on a nightmarish Chicago.
It's been sleep, work and sweating this toxic junk out of my system.
But there's plenty to come once I do - oncert reviews, Cleveland Indians angst, a long race, a trip to Mizzou and spring fever wholly unlike the one I just shed.
Not that you asked.
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Finally, a tiny sliver of personal information about Mr. Melville!
more! more! more!
What's up with you, kid? Chicago? Germs? Running? What?
Shhhh! You'll jinx me! No more talk of running until 10 a.m. April 26. Most of my life has been concerts lately.
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