Can't get no.... Can't gimmie no....

Last night is why I could greatly benefit from wireless web and a lap-top ("lap-top.... lap-top... It's not just a dog, it's for christmas too!"). Fer was holed up with the computer recording away while I was stuck contemplating life old-school style... taking pen to paper. My, how times have changed. My mass-garbage-media consumption has been at an all-time high from all this vacationing I've been doing. I was banned from reading one more US Weekly or People... "Stars! They're Just like US! They go to the grocery store! They drink Starbucks! They walk their dogs!" Awesome. Yeah, I can see why its got to go. I think its been contributing to my creative slump, my lump crumpled mess.

So many more ways than I thought possible I am missing LA & all its craziness. Maybe it's just the thought of a few chances that I didn't stick around to take, maybe its some faces that I wish I could see around, but..... Then I look at this crazy kid, already 11 months old, and she knows her family and I think really- thats the point.

Forward motion -

In Other News:

Sleestacks, if you are still around, you'll be happy to know I am cutting the majority of my hair off Saturday morning. You're right, I just can't take it anymore. I'm trying to make some changes around here people.

We're all DEVO

-over and out-