So I intended to start relaying the story of my adventures up at Bakers cabin. But I was having such a great day I thought my losing streak would hold and I got distracted. I was hoping to recieve some good news about school, which looking back absurd because the wet blanket I was waiting to hear from wouldn't even shake my hand last time we talked. But seriously what else would you expect when you are actually relying on the decency of humanity. But it isn't a tangent I want to discuss now. It was the therapy, preparing myself for the whiskey binge I'm famous for I got distracted by my guitar. So now an hour and a half later I'm totally disarmed and feeling pretty mellow.

So instead of the whiskey binge, twist one up, take a shower, twist another one, put on my black coat, white shoes, black hat, jump in the ford "cadillac" and haul my happy ass to the turtle. Have a few tonic and limes....blow my ear drums listening to the ear splitting music, flirt with the girls and lie to the boys. Tomarrows adventure involves the Vegas Run so I have to behave tonight....