Well, tomorrow my resume reaches the hands of a man in Los Angeles. I really want to move back there and I really hope he calls me for an interview. I can't sleep.
Today I am mourning the loss of possibly the finest musician that ever was, Joe Strummer. He passed away one year ago and it was truly one of the saddest days for me. I was lucky enough to meet him twice, and I will never foget him or his music.
My tree is a rosemary bush....it smells so good when the christmas lights heat it up, I hope christmas never comes myself. Besides, it's only once a year...then you can escape it for another 364 days.