please don’t ask, but I don’t blame ya…
went to the Blues Jam in VA…coulda/shoulda stayed home I suppose…I didn’t play all that well, trust me…came home, went to bed…had a “docu-dream” about Pete Seeger, don’t ask me why…he was just singing to a handful of us and I even sang harmony with him…when he finished, I asked him where he was going next–and he said “I dunno”…I had come to this festival with some friends and gotten separated, but I didn’t care…I was wondering what had happened to my pants, I was walking around in my underwear…but suddenly I looked down and saw that I was wearing them…
my ex-wife’s sister’s Mother-in-law’s funeral is today…(mostly) for my ex-wife’s Parents’ sake, I’m not going…for better or worse, they now know that I’m staying here (in my ex-wife’s house)…my “ex” says if they have a problem with that, uh, er, that’s their problem…money is quite tight, but Life is Good…but it’s early still…