Is anyone else here at his best when he should be at his worst?

Disregarding all the bullshit going on in my life up until last night, when I found out that my son's mom dropped him off at my parents' for a visit, unannounced as always, on a night when she knew I had to work. I called over to my parents' house this morning, and she had already picked him up. I stopped downstairs, to the bar I work at, for a quick pick me up. After being chatted up by friends about one's upcoming divorce, and another's dog dying; I got a sandwich and headed back upstairs before my life became a country song. I holed myself up listening to the Pogues and trying (and failing) to get a nap in until it was time to go to work. I set up my karaoke equipment, and started the show with my favorite Bill Hicks line: Bear with me while I plaster on a fake smile and plow through this shit one more time. About halfway through a pretty groovy night, a good friend of mine's wife came in and asked if I'd stop in tomorrow and visit him in the hospital. It turns out that his kidneys are shutting down, and he's most likely running out of time. The punchline to this whole scenario is that just about everyone that was there had a great time. Somehow I managed to kick ass; when I sang, my voice was on, when I had to fill time between singers that were outside smoking or in the bathroom, my half-ass improvised jokes killed. I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm just curious about whether or not this is a normal thing.

DJD

it's a little different for me though.

I need to be massively overstressed to focus. So I live on the highwire...nothing brings a deadline into focus like it being yesterday.