September 16, 2009

Frank Ferko’s choral piece that includes my “When Sally Plays the Spoons” is being published by Schirmer. I signed the papers yesterday.

When I was having a massage with MM this afternoon, I was lying on my back, and experienced a severe flood of reflux acid. This evening at choir rehearsal, I noticed that it had temporarily damaged my voice. We are given all these hints of what may eventually kill us, little dings on the skin, brain-staggers, stabs from the inside. Though likely it will be a berserk cop or a pitcher of margaritas falling from a balcony.