So I headed over to the hospital on the way home. It was an experience in itself. After I finally found the psych ward (today known as "behavior health" in P.C. terms), going in was another trip. I had to sign a waiver, get a tag, be taken upstairs, ring a doorbell to have a door unlocked, and directed to his room. Now, before I go on, he's not in there for being crazy or anything, but because his medication doses got out of control, and they need a calm, unchanging environment in order to regulate it. But since that's where he is, he's in the same situation as someone who would be in there for bigger issues. So they took away his belt, his shoe strings...everything that we bring to him has to be inspected and put in a brown paper bag. I think that in itself would drive me up the wall. But he's doing fine, and we talked for awhile about band stuff before his wife came in. He still wants us to practice on our own, and we all have keys, so it's all good. Hopefully he'll be out in a week or two.

When I got home, I had a bigger surprise waiting for me: my GNX-2 came! So I've been reading the manual all evening. I'm so glad it came - now I can play with it at practice tomorrow. Allllllllriiiiiiiiiiight.