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Well, it's been quite some time since I've updated this, eh? I suppose because I've been busy with other things recently, and just haven't felt like updating my diary. But, I apologize for my seemingly long absence, and I'll try to come around here a bit more.
In the time I've been gone, I've done a bit of re-evaluation of my life and all sorts of things like that, and I'm feeling much better. Last week, after my most recent post, I visited Greg and he, Davy, and I watched Quadrophenia. Good God, did that bring back memories. I also spent time with George for a while, played around on our basses, and just had fun. I always referred to him as my own 905, haha. Aside from Greg, Davy, and George, I also spent time with Roger, Pete, and the past few days I was with my mum and son. I adore both of them more than I can describe, I honestly don't know where I'd be without them. Well, yes, I know I'm dead, but also, you know what I mean, haha. Everyone is doing well, and that's all I could ask for.
I've been writing even more, and wish I had something to do with these lyrics and music I keep coming up with. Keith had suggested using a pseudonym to record them, or even collaborating with Pete behind the scenes on the next Who Album. Regardless, I'm still having fun with it.
Keith's party a couple weeks ago was a major success, I believe everyone drank a bit too much, haha. Well, except for Pete (who was nice enough to come back up from the South of France) and Greg, who don't drink. Moonie seemed to have had a great time, and I can't even describe how happy he was to see Brian Wilson there, for HIM, for HIS birthday. I'm glad it was such a success! Which reminds me, Keith, what are you doing on Wednesday? We could get together and go to the pubs if you'd like, since it's the 7th and all, and I remember June 27th was a rough day for me. Let me know.
Anyhow, I'm just relaxing, spending some time laying back and not worrying about a thing in the world. Of course, it's aided a bit by the wine, but what more could a man want than to sit back in his favourite chair sipping a wonderful glass of red wine? If any of you would like to stop by, feel free. My door's open.
In the time I've been gone, I've done a bit of re-evaluation of my life and all sorts of things like that, and I'm feeling much better. Last week, after my most recent post, I visited Greg and he, Davy, and I watched Quadrophenia. Good God, did that bring back memories. I also spent time with George for a while, played around on our basses, and just had fun. I always referred to him as my own 905, haha. Aside from Greg, Davy, and George, I also spent time with Roger, Pete, and the past few days I was with my mum and son. I adore both of them more than I can describe, I honestly don't know where I'd be without them. Well, yes, I know I'm dead, but also, you know what I mean, haha. Everyone is doing well, and that's all I could ask for.
I've been writing even more, and wish I had something to do with these lyrics and music I keep coming up with. Keith had suggested using a pseudonym to record them, or even collaborating with Pete behind the scenes on the next Who Album. Regardless, I'm still having fun with it.
Keith's party a couple weeks ago was a major success, I believe everyone drank a bit too much, haha. Well, except for Pete (who was nice enough to come back up from the South of France) and Greg, who don't drink. Moonie seemed to have had a great time, and I can't even describe how happy he was to see Brian Wilson there, for HIM, for HIS birthday. I'm glad it was such a success! Which reminds me, Keith, what are you doing on Wednesday? We could get together and go to the pubs if you'd like, since it's the 7th and all, and I remember June 27th was a rough day for me. Let me know.
Anyhow, I'm just relaxing, spending some time laying back and not worrying about a thing in the world. Of course, it's aided a bit by the wine, but what more could a man want than to sit back in his favourite chair sipping a wonderful glass of red wine? If any of you would like to stop by, feel free. My door's open.