A Salute.

Friend - It's sad to see you go. Things def won't be the same around here without you. You've been my best friend - and a big brother for many years. Without your help, I wouldn't be here - or anywhere close.

But you continue to be an inspiration to me - Through your virtue and commitment to self. You are my idol bro. Love you. But not in the gay way .. because that would be gay.

Good luck - Fuckin' tear it up boy.
I'll miss you.

Plastic Horses, Velvet Indians and Tortuous Music

Well, after Saturday night's walking anachronism ala' Tommy Bahama, and my endeavours into the porn industry ... A road trip with someone special to me was warmly welcomed. I70 had no idea who it was fucking with. Btw .. apparently my iPod needs emotional counseling.

i'm a joker - i'm a toker ' i'm a midnight .. oh fuck this

wow. so i got roped into seeing steve miller last night (ashley - thank you for the tickets). I'll just say this: Fly Like an Eagle - with a Rap Interlude. 5 minutes of RAP. Victor Wooten's brother: Not rhyming - rapping - like it was 1989.

fucking ridiculous.

So, to try to maintain our composure we did shots of jim beam black after EVERY solo. Every song had about 89 solos mind you ..

Tommy Bahama: please just stop.

The "Itis"

god damn don't eat in the heat. i want to lay down and die.

Today will be crazy.

You already know. I'll tell you all about it later.

Free tickets to Joe Cocker & Steve Miller Band tonight .. yay : \