Captain Sludge Face
It would seem that I have a nut allergy. After 2 months, hundreds of dollars in allergy medicine, cream, ointment and co-pays – I might have pinpointed the problem. Yesterday I had a sandwich. Yes a sandwich took me down. A sandwich made with oat nut bread. Hey oat nut bread – you’re a mother fucker.
Today I awoke to the pleasant vision of nuclear sludge face. A face that only a mother could love. A face made for radio; if you will. Oh, I haven’t mentioned the burning? ON MY EYES, perverts.
Yes, as you would imagine, I have a show tonight. So far I’m counting one benadryl, one allegra and a lot of caffeine. I don’t care if my face hurts by 7:30 but I don’t want to scare anyone. Too bad I would look stupid wearing sunglasses on stage.
Don’t forget, I’ll be performing on Sunday, February 14th at 7:30 PM