The slight & small improvements are adding up, albeit slower than I’d like. I’m maintaining nonetheless. The show must indeed go on. Here’s where my head’s at in the center of this Dust-Devil I call a life.
What are we really good at producing in this country? Killers & Murderers! Yup, I don’t know if anyone else here even notices or cares anymore it’s so prevalent. Ah, sweet American revenge. I’m a modern guy, I’m focused. It can be done with a girl. It can be done with a tap of the ‘Enter’ key. Either way, I’ll probably ruin my enemy’s lives & nobody’ll notice or even care. Love this country!
I’m in a self-imposed recovery stint. Not preaching about it. I used to do most of my work at night, over a beer or two. Nope, no more… now it’s mornings, and my playing feels stiff while I’m re-adjusting. But I need to do this, even though I’m already dreaming about the holidays…. a good beer… some Currywurst… Oh. My. God!!
Until then, I’m going to be working on my “To Do” list feverishly. And I apologize if I’m “Flaky” it’s just a side-effect of the pandemic on me. Hope you’re coping better than I am.
It’s the nickname of a German car: The Wartburg 353. This is a total fashion fucking game changer. I can buy a “Farty Hans” hat, face mask, shirt – Oh, this is so good!
Sorry, Hans jokes crack me the fuck up. HOW COULD NOBODY TELL ME!?!?!?!
The Farty Idjuba Machine marches on. The amp sound’s good but, it’s not dialed in yet. I have a mutant Top Gun theme in my back pocket. Riffing now I’m more into simple… changes & my ‘Amp Guy‘ left it on a preset but, I didn’t get to play with it yet. There’s always tomorrow.