MAKE IT STOP... make the madness stop...

Oh god... the noise... 

    Okay, now then.  They've been resurfacing the road out front for about 7 hours a day now.
  Since Monday.

Argh.

 I think I've snapped a bit.  The noise brings insanity.  I see visions of broken roads and cyclopean hazard cones...

     Anyway, the thing is, there's no show this week because of the DAMN NOISE.  So I'll be working this weekend preparing for next week's show.  Which I hope to have done before Thursday when the face surgery happens. 
I'm sorry if that plan falls through as well, as they clearly aren't done with their infernal machinations out front.  I never knew a simple steamroller could be so... horribly... horribly... loud...

     I've seen it...heard it... I've watched the very foundations of my home tremble... Just as in the book...
 Alhazred knew...  They must have had road work back then...  Donkey, and mules, probably, but still...

I can see them now.. GOD!  in their orange vests and yellow plastic helmets!  They're coming! 

      Yog-Sothoth save me! The bulldozers!  The blasphemous backhoes!  The shreiking engines!

The window!  The window!

Will somebody close that frigging window, already!  Jeez, I can't hear myself typing over here!

        -Cayenne Chris Conroy,

September, 26th, 2008
At The Roadway of Madness