The end is near

In my world away from home time has little meaning when I'm not working. I have lost all sense of day, night, weekday or weekend. Every day is divided into three categories: Show Day, Travel Day and Off Day. These days exist regardless of the date or day of the week. These days know no holidays and are set aside for no reason. There is no swapping of these days and there is no escaping these days.

These days will come to an end the day after tomorrow. Looking at the calendar on my laptop I have learned that today is, albeit very early, Wednesday; another "off day". Thursday marks the last "show day" which makes Friday the last "travel day". Soon thereafter I will be home, looking at the calendar as days in a week and weeks in a month. Numbers of dates and days of the week will creep back into my every day conversation and vernacular as I plan my schedule both socially and professionally around that strange world that exists outside the realm of the roadie where people go to work at a given time, on a given schedule, and repeat the process every day with small breaks called "weekends" in between.

The tasks for me will change as well. Gone will be the daily interactions with like-minded roadie types solving sound nerd problems and making loud noises to entertain thousands of people. Instead, I will be pushing my lawn mower back and forth, repairing broken house things, and re-domesticating myself in preparation for the birth of my daughter. Hopefully there will be a swift return to the safety and comfort of a Prevost.

Hey, do you want to see some interesting photos?

For you people into this kind of stuff, here is the set list from Atlanta.

Yup... I wear Mitchum.

I'm going to explore Boston tomorrow then do the last show. That leaves one last piece of bloggery from "A Wonder Summer's Night" to come. By the way, for some interesting reading Google "Stevie Wonder" and click on the news links that come up. Every review from the entire tour has been spectacular.

Bye!