Futile Horn

06.04.2003 - 6:31 am (Sexier than a blue tongued skink)

I'm updating because I can't sleep.

A friend of mine who has been in Chicago for the last year is in town for a week or two. I'm told he came by today, but I must have been in the shower when he did, cus I was home all day and I didn't hear a bell or a knock. I'm kinda banking that he will be here next week, cus I got two tickets to the Yankee game next Thursday afternoon and no one to go with. If I don't find someone soon I'll have to give them to my dad to get rid of. I think they are box seats.

I bought a bright red Epiphone guitar (this one) for sixty bucks off Andrew who bought it off of Tom. Her name is Pickle. So far we've been getting along pretty well.

I've also restrung my two old guitars. The axe is still as unplayable as ever, but the sound is a bit brighter.

I'm working on two songs right now, a new one and spankin'-ass new one. I think the spankin'-ass one might turn out pretty sexy. For once I may have actually written too few lyrics. I recorded a dry run and it's only about two and half minutes long (it's been something of an effort for me to get them under six), but it is pretty plain at the moment. I'll call Eugene today and see if he's up to working on them for kicks.

My sister is at the water gap tracking turtles and salamanders and getting eaten by ticks and bears again. It kinda sucks cus she's the only one I talk to around here on a semi-daily basis that doesn't drive me crazy. She was home for the weekend getting repairs on her car cus it had a recall (it's a Kia, go figure). She had me watching Animal Planet. I developed a sudden interest in snakes. Puff adders and the black mamba. Who knows, cus Sunday night I developed an interest in Big Band music. It could just mean I am starved for stimulus.

I saw a site on the Internet where you can buy a black mamba for about $400.

I also heard the sentence, "A dingo ate my bundt cake!" I became all happy inside for a solid ten minutes before I returned to my pit of emotional erosion.

Born to play the funky céilí,
Futile Horn