Right now, I feel as I do when I’ve been awake a half-hour after a good night’s sleep—that is to say well-rested and ready to start the day.

This is awful disturbing, but also pretty darn cool if you ask me.

I’m warming up right now for the singing that I have to do later this morning. For having been awake 24 hours [this is when I woke up yesterday], my voice shows no ill effects. The question, of course, is going to be whether I can hit the E’s and the D’s off the bass clef with any authority this morning. I was ripping them out on Wednesday night, to the point that someone compared me to Harold Reid of The Statler Brothers. I’m not going to go that far—I still feel like I’m a baritone pressed into bass duty, mainly because I could sing all our second tenor parts at any time and probably the first tenor parts in a pinch—but I was pretty happy with how it sounded for being out of my range. I want to keep developing that if I can.

I have no chance of making it to 100 posts this time around, and I won’t roll over post 3,000 as I’d thought. I’ll be okay if I finish with 85. Really.