What a beautiful day, i rode my bike to the cemetery and i got high.....

Cool lyrics from Medium Troy, i can't help but sing it when the sun comes out. The only cemetery close by is McEnroe's grave, maybe I'll go blow a bowl for Pat before the FedEx truck gets here with my new used bass.

So life is good. It has it's bumps and notches and washboards and cliffs, but the road leads ever on, and there are gigs out there waiting to snare us, with all the attendant hazards, dig? Party gig this weekend, outside, could be rain. could be cops, could be a lack of food, could be weird drugs, could be unexpected connections, could piss myself laughing, could be fights by people on bad acid who think they are chickens. But I'll be there with my BAND, and that makes it all an exciting fun time, like a carnival with no safety rails. We are clowns after all. :)