So I mentioned how I have this presentation I’m giving… oh, look – it’s today. 
When I woke up this morning, guess who was in the room waiting for me?
Grandma K: Good morning, sweetie.
Grandma D: David. Well, Good Morning. Would you like some cold cereal?
Grandma K: Can you handle anything in your tummy? You’ve probably got a flock of butterflies in there, don’t you, dear?
Grandma D: Well, David, you’ll do just fine.
Grandma K: You know, sweetie, if you’re feeling sick you can just stay here and watch the Six Million Dollar Man. I have 7-Up and crackers.
Grandpa K: Oh no he won’t. If he’s staying here he can help me trim those trees in the yard. You have it so easy, Kid.
Okay, when the hell did you get here, Grandpa?
Damn. I’m actually gonna have to do this thing, aren’t I?
Okay, I’m going now. Grandma K, Grandma D, are you coming?
Why is Grandpa in the car?
OK, that’s funny. Nice flashback!
I sang downtown with a group today (a rare event), but instead of butterflies, I felt relaxed and loose. Always good to be prepared, but also good to have the confidence to know that you can “go with it” and everything will turn out alright.
And man, it sure was nice weather in Portland, OR today!
It’s weird how enjoying yourself makes the butterflies chill out. When I was in a jazz band (cornet), we rehearsed so often that playing the songs became like breathing.
By the time we got onstage, it was like home. No nerves at all, just doing our thing, you know?
What type of group do you sing with?