the importance of thumb

Can't do well without your thumbs when you're used to having 'em. That's all I can really say 'bout that. Mind your thumbs. Keep them safe and happy. Don't stick 'em where they don't belong. Don't stress them out.

Musical notes:
1) I did make it to see The King of France last Thursday.


They were great live. So great, in fact, that I didn't mind the nasty vodka collins I slammed down before the show to warm up. I think I smiled the entire time; I probably looked pretty damn goofy. Ah well. Much cheaper than my original plan, which had been to continue to lurk their website until their next NYC event was posted, plunk down as much change as needed to fly back there, and go see a show like the pathetic wanna be groupie I'm not.

2) Little brother's band is going to be performing on March 15th. They are quite nervous, so I want to be sure to have scads of folks there to really freak 'em out. Details can be found at their website (see links to left).