Weird Dreams

I've been having this reacurring dream everyother night or so for the last month.

I'm working as a valet parking attendent in the parking garage downtown Missoula and I can't focus on my job because I'm busy talking on the phone with Rosanne Cash. Somehow or another we have become friends and I call her for advice. My sub conscience is actually giving me advice through Rosanne Cash. I literally wake up with the song "Seven Year Ache" in my head...

What the fuck?

Nevermind

This making music thing is stressful. It is the best job in the world. I've never been happier or more satisfied with my life. Enough said.

I'm starting a juice fast this week. Monday. I just ate a salad from the GFS and I'm feeling quite good. I'm getting over a sinus infection and recouping from this weekends shows. I got a juicer today and I'm so excited to get to use it. I love gadgets. I'm continuing to lose weight. I weighed myself in January and then weighed myself in the vet's office 3 weeks ago....40 lbs gone. 25 to go till I'm what I weighed when I first got a drivers licence (When I was 16 I thought I was fat at 200, ha!) I just bought a new pair of jeans that don't fall off of my ass.

I love girls. Most who know me, know this. What else can I say, a girlfriend is actually starting to sound like a great idea these days.

I just finished the first 2 seasons of "Deadwood" and I'm in love.

Mom and Dad have been helping me out with the band work. Mom has been doing the Merch table and Dad helping with Drum Tech stuff. Thanks to Rocky for running the table at the Union Club. I'm also doing my open mics with my voice and my guitar lately. I'm also going to have R. Drake help me with his voice and guitar at some of those soon.

"How did you become some insightful"- audience member
"Insight is overrated"- Jeff Tweedy of Wilco
"That is very insightful"- audience member