Rehearsal did not go quite as well as hoped yesterday, but it did go well. The big glitch was that Baxter decided he was not well enough to attend after I had spoken with him; I wound up running out at the last minute, and Brittany went to pick him up but couldn’t find his place, and when she called him he said nevermind, he was going to try to get better by sleeping instead of practicing. Meanwhile, Adam ducked out somewhere, apparently unaware that we were having rehearsal, and so arrived near the end of the available time. On the positive side, though, Brittany has nearly got the vocals down on three songs, one of them the hardest she will have to sing, and she’s started work on a fourth on which she faces some very challenging guitar work but no vocals. Collision is coming together.

Meanwhile, I did deliver the Christmas Tree to my mother-in-law this evening. It happens that I was volunteered to pick up one son’s girlfriend to bring her here, while another son was picking up his own girlfriend and going to a gathering of summer co-workers elsewhere. I had to rush to get my grocery shopping in before departing on this trek, and I still have some things requiring my attention before bed, but I’m hopeful that I can get everything done and acquire a few hours of sleep before daybreak.

I’ve discussed a few projects with my son, but there’s no reportable progress from that (although he had some good ideas), so I’m going to end here and get the other things done.

–M. J. Young