My concept of a perfect x-mas is staying sober; I achieved that.
Paradoxically, my concept of a perfect new years eve is getting a good buzz while ultimately avoiding passing out face down in the gutter. Pyrotechnics at some point are an added bonus. This is a modest, even sophomoric, goal to aim for. Whatever. I won.
I have some interesting options opening up for 2009. I might be able to start a new band with some old buddies of mine; purely for fun, nothing too ambitious beyond playing a 50 minute set for some local gigs. I've missed playing in a band and I sorely missed my old musician friends. Music used to be my life and I've felt broken without it.
Recently, I reconnected with my Dad. There was a long, long silence between us after his plans to relocate his business to Arizona didn't pan out. Apparently, he still wants me to take over the store and website, but it would entail a move to Fort Lauderdale. I enjoyed South Florida. And against all factors of probability, the women there seemed to dig me. I had a considerable amount of bad luck on previous adventures involving gambling, exotic insects, and respiratory arrest. But, all in all, it's a nice place and the livin' is easy. I might visit in July, for a month or so. The prospect of scoring some fireworks for the 4th is hard to resist.
I want to try to be a nicer person, if not less of an asshole. Hanging around this site doesn't help.
Paradoxically, my concept of a perfect new years eve is getting a good buzz while ultimately avoiding passing out face down in the gutter. Pyrotechnics at some point are an added bonus. This is a modest, even sophomoric, goal to aim for. Whatever. I won.
I have some interesting options opening up for 2009. I might be able to start a new band with some old buddies of mine; purely for fun, nothing too ambitious beyond playing a 50 minute set for some local gigs. I've missed playing in a band and I sorely missed my old musician friends. Music used to be my life and I've felt broken without it.
Recently, I reconnected with my Dad. There was a long, long silence between us after his plans to relocate his business to Arizona didn't pan out. Apparently, he still wants me to take over the store and website, but it would entail a move to Fort Lauderdale. I enjoyed South Florida. And against all factors of probability, the women there seemed to dig me. I had a considerable amount of bad luck on previous adventures involving gambling, exotic insects, and respiratory arrest. But, all in all, it's a nice place and the livin' is easy. I might visit in July, for a month or so. The prospect of scoring some fireworks for the 4th is hard to resist.
I want to try to be a nicer person, if not less of an asshole. Hanging around this site doesn't help.