coldhearted scientist وداد

I had surgery this morning, but was not awarded any opiates. The dentist believes I am now sitting on the couch with an ice pack on my head, and drinking smoothies. Without opiates, however, I find myself eating Creole soul food from the shop on the corner, and hopping around the living room in excitement.

I have a hangover from the anaesthesia, so I am rather disoriented. I therefore see no alternative but to have a blues carnival in here this afternoon. Continuing on, then, with Sonny Boy Williamson, here is I’m a Lonely Man. That is Memphis Slim on piano, I do believe.

Axé.