A weekend has come and gone, and I've nothing to show for it.

Rest, relaxation and a few beverages with friends.

This week I start working on the songs my buddy Peter gave me to learn. Once I learn them, I'll go record them when he gets back from recording in Seatle. Lucky guy gets two weeks of vacation (i.e., recording), out in Seatle during their most wonderful months. I'm jealous, but I've been the luckiest person in the world as of late, so I should not be too jealous.

I'm really at a loss for words today. Nothing comes to mind, and nothing is apparently leaving either.

-aaron