I guess I am back in this thing just to help feed my need to keep busy. Workaholism is a killer. Not much is new in life. The japan tour got canceled due to Timmy quitting the band and us not being able to get someone to take up the torch in his place. 15 people denied us due to work or their fear of skill level. I think we are an intimidating lot anyhow. We tour like savages and people can't get down with that all the time. Oh well. I guess it means more time to work in saving money for project car.
the car I went do to Fresno for the weekend to celebrate my sister's birthday at my moms house. We tried for some Futile moments to get her to move out of there, but it's a moot point right now. I did see quite a few fat people though. Maybe that is my prejudice coming through. Who knows? Also, I didn't see many attractive people there. Either I have high standards or my labido is at a low point. I found out my sister smokes more weed than anyone I know. She was murdering the bong with rip after viscoous rip all weekend. 5 or 6 "sessions" a day. Intense irieness on her part.
I got a text from my brother that said this, " did you make anyone cry yet?"
Alas, that didn't happen.