Last night I had a weird dream. There were two huge lines with maybe a thousand people in each one or so. They led from the streets of some city into two different buildings. At the end of each line was a keg of beer. I assume they were never-ending kegs. (sing Never-Ending BEEER Keg!...) Anyway, the people in one line were all war veterans, and the people in the other line were all
FAWMers. Maybe I think that vets and songwriters all deserve a beer. :) Or maybe I dream of a world where songwriters outnumber our armies, because war no longer exists and all that's left are old vets. That would rock. In another part of the dream, a gang of Italians were chasing me (maybe I miss the Sopranos) and then Erika was sitting on the lap of a S.W.A.T. team member, feeding him trail mix. I don't know where that came from.
So, in two weeks we're moving out of the Springswood Manor. It's been an awesome house. We've had some sweet parties (7 keggers in 4 years!) and good times. Our new house will only be 50% Ensign, as opposed to 75%, like here. I'll miss the "kids," as we call Amber and Dylan, but it'll be nice not to have their leftover fast food in the fridge tempting me all the time. :) We'll have three bedrooms, so I'll have a bigger room to put my computer and amps in, and all I have to do is invest in a nicer sound card and I'm ready to start recording a ton of stuff.
Our phone number will probably change, but we'll still have E's cellphone for a while until we get a new phone line (I might get a cell myself, if I can afford it). If you need the number, email or call me!
Oh, one more thing. Government Zero, my new punk band, will be playing our FIRST SHOW EVER at the
King Club next Saturday, June 24th. We'll be playing with
Sunspot and
Big Fur, who both
kick a snow leopard's ass. Show starts at 10, we play first, cover's about 5 bucks or so.. the usual. Hope to see you there!