What's up, G?
Sorry for my absentness... cruising along the streets of east county has made me weary. I stopped by Taco Bell last night. The evidence is in front of my computer. Empty paper plates, usually reserved for dinner guests, are strewn in front of the keyboard. It's 7:14am and I capped off last night's soccer game with the obligatory post game beers at a pub near the field. Then, I caught up with Marty for more beer. Domestic beer. The kind that makes your tongue beg for water and general mercy at 6am.
My DJ rig is almost set up in my home office. It's a good thing, as my gig starts in 36 hours. I think I have this thing figured out. For the most part. It's really just another adventure for me to seek out. Another story I'll be able to tell.
I'm going back to bed. Peace.
gooch.
