i gotta joke!
question:
whatya do when you’re at the dog park and a guy wearing a michael vick jersey walks in with a pit bull?
answer:
you take your dachshund and go home!
i guess it’s not that funny, but it’s true.
played some live music over at the director of the university writing program’s house last night. this kind of thing didn’t happen at csun. i know irene had us over once a year, which was great, but this was much more casual. a good scene. wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but irv and rick and eric and danny and randolph were great guys. we drank beer and sat in irv’s lovely southern home’s drawing room and went at it for a coupla hours. some great old tunes came up … hole in my bucket, helpless, the wild rover, you can’t always get what you want, lotsa blues … gotta cd from eric and randoplh’s band flatbed honeymoon. looking forward to sitting down and playing with them again. maybe this weekend …
good to take the drums for a walk.
i am so much happier when i’m drinking beer and playing music than i am doing anything else. there’s night, then there’s day.
hmm.
looking forward to my girl sarah palin’s big day this thursday! can’t wait … i hope something great happens. like biden cries or palin gives him a bronsky.
wait, i think i got that backwards …
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