Write this down as the day the music died -- well, not died really, just the day it decided it had been a very long travel day, and since the luggage didn't make it, perhaps it was best to take to bed and watch cable.
Sad but true: Webb Wilder was in town, about 15 miles from my hotel, and I chose not to go to the show. Wish I could blame the snow, but there wasn't a flake in sight.
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