I am still sick. That is my complaint. I have some sort of Biblical Plague.
Anyway, here’s a funny story to tell while I’m in my sickbed.
A friend calls me yesterday from her cell phone. We’re talking, it’s kind of breaking up, but not so badly that anyone needs to call anyone back. She asks what I’m up to this week and I tell her that I was planning on seeing Denis Johnson at the New School tonight, but that I’m too sick to go. And she says, “Janis Joplin? Oh my God, she’s playing tonight?” After a second of stunned silence (my end) she said, “I thought she was dead.”
I’m gonna go get two tickets to the Jimi Hendrix show now. He’s playing at Housing Works this weekend.