Wednesday, February 21, 2007


We got a bunch of snow overnight. Wee! It started around 8 last night, probably snowed all night. There's about a foot of it on the stair railings and anything else like that. And it's still snowing.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

what does made in USA mean?

It means the Toyota Camry is the only car in the race today made in the US. *haw haw haw*

Saturday, February 17, 2007

yeah ok about my dad

well, just what would you think if your dad was making frequent trips to Thailand, has made comments about some sweetie over there, AND about how "age isn't an issue over here like in the states". What does that mean to you? How's that make you feel about your dad? I feel creeped the fuck out, because he doesn't elaborate much as far as the things you ask your divorced dad about the person he's seeing now. My dad, by the way, is pushing 70.

ignored and pissed off about it

I got set up to do the blog thing at, in December I think. I haven't heard anything about getting my login info yet, and my emails asking about it have been ignored.

So until i hear otherwise, is on my shitlist for taking my money and not giving me access to my shit, and for ignoring the emails and things through the contact form that i have sent asking them to provide that for me.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

earth to dad

well, i think my dad may be a couple sandwiches short of a picnic. I may be wrong. He's always been a little weird, but i've been getting pretty bizarre emails from him lately. Bizarre by my standards is way the hell out according to other people's, too.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

23rd psalm for bassists

my favorite local drummer sent me this some time in January (oh yeah, i have not been checking my emails). It is cool.

23rd Pslam for Jazz Bassists

The Lord is my drummer, I shall not rush.
He maketh me to lay out in tasteful places
He leadeth me beside cool meter changes
He restoreth my "one".

Yeah man, though I read through the trickiest
charts, I will fear no train wrecks.
For You are with it.
Your ride and Your snare, they comfort me.

You setteth up a solo for me
In the presence of mine guitarists.
You annointeth my lines with drive.
My groove overflows.

Surely good feel and swing will follow me
through all the tunes of each set.
And I will dwell in the pocket
the whole gig long.