10.15.02 – indianapolis, IN

you know you’re in kentucky when,

-the laundromat has a sign asking people to please not wash their horse blankets, as the horse hair clogs the washing machine.

-your hotel is hosting the Central Kentucky Knife Club.

i am sooo happy to be back in the north. the final send-off from the nightmarish hotel in lexington was the sour milk on my breakfast cereal this morning. my conspiracy theory is that the microtoxins in the spoiled milk were what caused the migraine i got later in the morning. at about half hour, i realized that those sparkly blind spots in my vision were not being caused by looking into bright stage lights and pulled my stage manager, adam, aside.

me: i think i should tell you i’m getting a migraine

adam: uh, i’m sorry? need some ibuprofin?

me: that means that i’m going temporarily blind.

adam: oh. okay, umm, sure. this is what we’ll do.

most of my vision was back by the time the show started, but the look on adam’s face was pretty comical when i told him i was going blind. especially considering that michael, who runs the show backstage with me, scratched his cornea over the weekend and had an eyepatch over one eye, so that between the two of us we had a total of one eye.

tonight we’re in indiana, and the cold night air smelled like winter for the first time of the season. inside the hotel had the the musty scent of heaters turned on for the first time. it’s a pair of smells that i’m terribly fond of, and get all sorts of nostalgic over.