You Wanna' Go For A Ride!??!
So, Pittsburgh is a pretty awesome time.
Once Nothing are really sweet, genuine dudes.
So far, I'm nailing everything.
Cole and I are sticking around so we can go to the show they have with Showbread on Wednesday night.
It will be Dave's last show with ON, and it's bound to be a party.
I'm looking forward to it.
Dave's been really awesome.
We sat down last night for probably an hour or so, and he ran me through all of the parts that I was iffy on.
I'll practice the stuff more today, and then I'll kill it at practice this afternoon.
The pre-production stuff for their full-length sounds good.
It's nothing groundbreaking, but it's a good time.
If you want groundbreaking, check out the new BTBAM album.
DANG!
Anyways...
I'm clicking with pretty much everyone.
I'm pretty stoked.
I've met a lot of rad people, and I ate amazing wings last night at a place downtown called Fatheads.
I miss my bebe.
I love you tons.
I'm excited for your our chiwayway.
You need to name that tiny beeb.
I love you all.
It seems that I like to forget that LJ exists.
I haven't updated in a long time with any actual news, because absolutely nothing's been going on in my life.
I've been living in Crawfordsville.
That says it all right there.
I moved back to Indy almost 2 weeks ago, and it's amazing to be back, and to be around so many good people.
I've really missed seeing friends, even if just for a few moments a day.
I love my brothers.
So, just to reiterate:
I love my bebe.
I love you all.
I love my brothers.
I love life.
I love Jesus.
That's all I've got for now.
Be blessed.
****Just to add a little bit of spice to this post.
When we were downtown last night (on the south side) walking into Fatheads, we were approached by a black lady that was walking with a cane. She was like "Can you please spare a quarter to help me feed my 2-year-old daughter? We're living under a bridge, and she hasn't eaten in 2 days." We just kept walking. Todd said he didn't have any money. Obviously, he's used to dealing with these kinds of things on a regular basis, so he didn't buy her story, and almost caught a little attitude when he told her he was broke himself. As we started to walk away, she yelled at him, and I don't remember exactly what she said, but it was something like, "Don't you f*cking get smart and walk away from me! I'll knock you in the back of the head with my f*cking cane! I'm in that kinda mood tonight!" We crossed the street, and she went on her way, ranting to herself.
Random.
Once Nothing are really sweet, genuine dudes.
So far, I'm nailing everything.
Cole and I are sticking around so we can go to the show they have with Showbread on Wednesday night.
It will be Dave's last show with ON, and it's bound to be a party.
I'm looking forward to it.
Dave's been really awesome.
We sat down last night for probably an hour or so, and he ran me through all of the parts that I was iffy on.
I'll practice the stuff more today, and then I'll kill it at practice this afternoon.
The pre-production stuff for their full-length sounds good.
It's nothing groundbreaking, but it's a good time.
If you want groundbreaking, check out the new BTBAM album.
DANG!
Anyways...
I'm clicking with pretty much everyone.
I'm pretty stoked.
I've met a lot of rad people, and I ate amazing wings last night at a place downtown called Fatheads.
I miss my bebe.
I love you tons.
I'm excited for your our chiwayway.
You need to name that tiny beeb.
I love you all.
It seems that I like to forget that LJ exists.
I haven't updated in a long time with any actual news, because absolutely nothing's been going on in my life.
I've been living in Crawfordsville.
That says it all right there.
I moved back to Indy almost 2 weeks ago, and it's amazing to be back, and to be around so many good people.
I've really missed seeing friends, even if just for a few moments a day.
I love my brothers.
So, just to reiterate:
I love my bebe.
I love you all.
I love my brothers.
I love life.
I love Jesus.
That's all I've got for now.
Be blessed.
****Just to add a little bit of spice to this post.
When we were downtown last night (on the south side) walking into Fatheads, we were approached by a black lady that was walking with a cane. She was like "Can you please spare a quarter to help me feed my 2-year-old daughter? We're living under a bridge, and she hasn't eaten in 2 days." We just kept walking. Todd said he didn't have any money. Obviously, he's used to dealing with these kinds of things on a regular basis, so he didn't buy her story, and almost caught a little attitude when he told her he was broke himself. As we started to walk away, she yelled at him, and I don't remember exactly what she said, but it was something like, "Don't you f*cking get smart and walk away from me! I'll knock you in the back of the head with my f*cking cane! I'm in that kinda mood tonight!" We crossed the street, and she went on her way, ranting to herself.
Random.