An hour and a half first set at Tavern last night. A male patron's rousin' rendition of “General Taylor” that out-soprano'd me. Dancin' with Maia (not allowed by m'self
) 'n watchin' Fast Fingers get lucky with a bar full of ladies.
Life is bloody good.
Now, off to strap a pair of cutlasses to m'feet 'n walk on water! Wish me luck!