Lunch time finds me behind my desk.

I'm a medical coding supervisor for a small medical billing company in the Midwest. This is what I'm doing this year. I tend to change jobs a lot. With the economy being as decimated as it is now, it may be awhile before I can change jobs again, but one never knows.

I think I'll play the Open Mic tonight at the Miramar theatre downtown. I'm going to look into it in a few minutes after I complete this post. I need to re-oil the vocal pipes in public for a change. My dog is getting sick of me. It drives him nuts when I sing Laura Nyro songs at him. Poor guy. Poor Laura. She died.