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Been a Long Time Since I Rock and Rolled, Uh Huh
Greetings, poetry lovers! I must apologize for my lengthy silence, it was not intentional. Due to recent heavy rainfall in my beloved Arkansas Valley, the library where I shovel this tripe was flooded and, as a result, closed for 2 months.
Adding to that, my recent promotion at the Hippest Convenience Store on the Prairie has kept me busybusybusy and, although the new library opened last week (nice new digs, it's in the old school where the town once passed on opening a shelter for Katrina victimes, oh well) today's the 1st day my schedule allowed the opportunity to sit and spell a spell.
So let's see what's up? Still don't believe in god but the job's got me to thinking that there might actually be something to the whole 'community' angle. Gathered up Kenny and Dan and played what very well might have been the last Flashback gig 3 weeks ago. (Hey, NONE of us are getting any younger, or healthier for that mater). Anyway, we hadn't played out in over 2 years and hadn't even rehearsed in over 6 months when we plugged into borrowed amps on a flatbed truck/stage in front of 250 or so end of summer partying drunks in the parking lot of a bar called the Buzzard's Roost in Lamar, Colorado.
Sandwiched between 2, count 'em, 2 heavy metal bands, the 3 of us, w/a combined experience of over 150 years, smoked the young 'uns, got 2 encores and yr humble narrator even got slapped on the ass by a very cute waitress who's image I will take w/me to my grave.
Now that my finances are starting to look almost like those of an actual adult, I hope to start recording new stuff w/decent equipment for a change and to also make and make available copies of The Instruction Manual and all the other stuff I've been promising for like 2 years now. What can I say other than I'm still climbing out of a hole I'd dug myself and hey, things take time.
Animal news. Both Bleeker and Mac Dougal have taken off, although friends report seeing them around town so, while Ii miss them I wish them well. The reason they took off, I think is that Camille and her 4 kittens ALL turned out to be female and as a result my little grey hole in the ghetto is awash w/kittens and (in Bleek and Mickey's eyes, I'm a-guessin') just too damn many babymamas.
Buster is still my best friend and confidant, although he's not too happy about having to take his morning walk at 3:30 am on the days I open the store. He keeps getting mud on his pajamas.
Lynn is great, all the noisy neigbors have moved out for the time being so I'm actually getting some sleep. Not that any of this matters to anyone reading this but I've missed you. And maybe next time I get here I'll write something about rock and roll.
