A Beautiful Day .... or is it?

Not a cloud in the sky and loving it. Understanding the truth of my life right now. Since no one really reads this , do I give a fuck as to what I say? Moving on my own again, the thought of trying to date a girl, or a chipmunk, they actually probably make better dates. Going to 43 soon.. 43 I started this blog a year ago. I bought a Eric Clapton Strat this week. The new guy Paul sounds O.K. as a singer so here I go Again. I don't even try and get my expectations to high any more, it's best to keep a tempered view. Spending most of the day trying to get Rachel Fuller tix in N.Y. Got em. Now I have to figure out how to get there. The Israelites and Hezbollah bloeing the shit out of each other ----- Britain finding the dangerous cargo.........and we sit around and try to buy the best seat available. Me too. One of the guys in the industry has a brain tumor and I guess is going to die - the telling part is he REALLY changed his way of thinking. Not just a glimmer or a thought. He actually does understand to Stop and Smell the Roses ... because they truly won't be there for long. Not to long at all.