Our seven song E.P. is in the hands of our good friend Kirby over winter break, and it's finally near completion. We've been working on getting a C.D. together for about a year now, though unmentionable obstacles and distractions have prevented it from happening thus far. On the agenda today is to write trumpet and trombone parts to e-fax over to our newest producer, but of course the male half of our duo is still in bed drooling. I know better than to expect him to be awake before noon or before the smell of fried ham and eggs drifts up the stairs, and yet I still have been awake since 9am, just in case. Or maybe I just think that my presence will help lure our parents into making breakfast earlier.
Here's to leftover Christmas dinner for breakfast.
Your salivating lion cub,