one after...

nothing much to say. just hanging out on a saturday. Been to meetings and been to my desk been to my guitar. Been to drawing been to drinking been to writing. It is all a way to get from one to the next. Eat a meal, drive a car, say hello, say goodbye. Get unhappy, get happy, get wet, dry off. One to the next. Everything is anything and nothing at all. Push a button and see the gate go up. Push is once again and see that all you fear is what you could be. What you could be? Being willing to jump or be pushed or rather walk off a cliff not knowing if a net is underneath you and trusting that you might grow wings if nothing else comes up. But wings ain't cheap. So save all your penny thoughts and make a bag with which you can catch yourself.

Other than that...just bought a new guitar on ebay. Danelectro 59 reissue. how sweet life can be.