Poor me.
I'ts 0630 and I'm getting ready to hop on the bus to visit the School of Music--if "hopping" can be used to describe my mobility at this hour.
A lot of former military people have told me that active duty taught them a lifetime lesson in getting up early. I failed this lesson. If I had my way, I'd be in bed every morning until noon broke over the horizon.
But I'm on the 0700 bus; there are two busloads and I got assigned to the early one.
This will make for a long day. The NMA now has an official rock band, which rehearses at 1130. The last concert band rehearsal is in the afternoon, the performance tonight, then more fun in the lounge.
Poor, poor me.
Frank Mullen's very unofficial source of poop, skinny and bitching for present and former U.S. Navy Musicians.
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