I'm here in New York. One of my very favorite cities in the world (that I've seen).
I'm getting to see my dear friend Danielle, who I rarely get to spend time with.
And I'm sick as a dog.
I leave tomorrow morning on a train for Baltimore. Heading into the second big show.
Being sick as a dog makes a hard show a whole lot harder.
I'm a trooper.
But not happy about it.