Typing Barely Coherent

So, anyone who reads my humble and boring blog, make sure that when you type in barely coherent, you don't stop at bare. You won't like what you are invited to see. Oops.
I've had the flu this week, but feeling better, and happy that I've so far, not shared with John and Annika.
I started singing with a choir last month and we have a concert tonight as part of a much larger Christmas celebration in Portland. My throat is hardly up to it, but I'll sing as long as it holds out, and then I'll will be the most enthusiastic lip sync-er present. Our choir had been scheduled to sing at the Rose Center or arena, to sing the anthem at a Trailblazers vs. Jazz game. We' d also sing our Christmas repetoire at the "something or other pavillion". This was to be in conjunction with a promotional "LDS family night". LDS families are (were) supposed to buy tickets through the website and click on the special promotion and the BYU management society (?) would benefit in some way. We were selected to sing as part of this. However, by the deadline, 10 tickets had been sold under this promotion. So, the Trailblazer organization unceremoniously dumped us from singing the anthem, regardless of the fact that we, in the choir, had bought tickets for the honor of singing. (We bought $5 tickets through the local elementary school.) We were told we could still sing in the pavillion, if we wanted, and we could still use our tickets to come to the game! We'll be going, not singing, and cheering very loudly for the Jazz.
Annika has learned to cackle in a very mischievous way, with a sinister look to accompany it. I'm not sure what she's planning. Perhaps adolescence.