Hi, sports-fans! (Dig this run-on sentence.) Things I did today: went to a club where I've played more than once, there was a poster on the wall with me name on it, got a marriage offer from an Austrian groupie, like Henry Rollins wrote in the punk manifesto Black Coffee Blues, "I've gotten letters telling me I'm God - why can't I pay my rent?" then walked around said town and done run right into a musician I know who was jammin' on the street so i joined him for 2 tunes, playin' some sorta Bobby Dylan me-thinks, ate a boiled egg, I did, had exactly three beers with my ex-lover (damn that stolen car!) and joked about intimate things, listened to a brass chamber music group in the fine afternoon, called a guy named Rick, licked something delicious (top secret - new honey!) in the early mourn, ahhh, dirty dirty yum yum (sorry, mom) also wrote a song, then read from a booklet by Ben Franklin who was apparently a cool guy and very smart (but still had slaves) and was even a Founding Feather 'twas however probably not very sexy, then I drank way too much tea (kaffeine!) with my favourite trombone player (Earl and otherwise - the tea) and sent a postcard to a friend, got an email from Zurich, didn't go to that festival I thought so much about, and didn't watch ANY soccer whatsoever and therefore had enough energy saved up to go down to the waterfront and play "I, Energy" for a mysterious guy who told me all about his adventures in Africa. Whew ... Peace. -Todd