It MAY be that the circumstances of life are dragging down my performances lately -- like for the last 2 weeks.
Last night was a good example. We had a service performed on the Air Condition in the house last Thursday and a drainage problem with the water produced from condensation in the attic caused leakage into our middle bedroom -- big time. A boatload (no pun intended) of books and craft supplies were ruined.
We discovered the problem about 5:30 last night (Monday) -- I needed to leave at 6pm to get to the club. I called the HVAC service to try to get a technician out immediately, but they couldn't get here before noon today. [sigh]
We use that room as a combination library / music room / crafts room. We've got a wall of built-in bookshelves, a piano, a desk with sewing machine, etc. We don't go in there every day, and keep the door closed, so the doggies stay out. We've got so many books and miscellaneous things in there that every flat surface is covered, including most of the laminated floor.
Books are damaged to various degrees, M's laptop computer case is ruined, the roof is blistered from where the water soaked through, the laminated floor is warped -- things are NOT good in there.
I didn't learn the extent of the damage last night, instead going to perform while M went up the ladder to the attic to bail out the drip pan under the HVAC unit. She took pictures of everything, moved everything out of the room, and divided the damaged materials into piles in the living room according to degree of damage -- triage, as it were.
Needless to say, I was a bit distracted at the club.
Val -- the MC / bartender -- wisely limited the number of comics to 30 AND cut the length of each performer's set to four minutes, instead of five. It messed up the plans I had made to deliver 5 minutes.
I just couldn't deliver material without constantly referring to notes, which I held in my hand during whole set until the hose bit.
Sucked.
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