Nice Holiday Weekend.

I enjoyed my weekend. I just kinda relaxed and did things with the coolest lady on the planet, my wife. It was fun. I saw a couple of hometown cousins, Tim and Todd Baird and their wives. That was pretty nuts. I played some killer trivial pursuit with Ryin, Liz, Poncho and Ash. That was also fun for a change. Did some shoppin, did some eating, did some rockin and some sleepin. All in all, fantastic. Wifey didn't feel too good for part of it, but I tried to make her feel better.

Well, its balls to the wall here at work. Gotta get alot done.
Then this weekend, I play with Copeland and whoever he brings along in McAlester at Peckerhead's on Friday, then a private party in Ardmore on Saturday. Should be a blast. Then its off to Wakarusa over the 8-11th weekend. Then back out with Copeland on the 16th and 17th. So, it looks like some fun stuff this month!

We are also continuing with the house hunting this week.
And we are going to get Caroline up and ready for school.

Rock on folks.

Now that's its 5.

Man, what a few days. I have been pretty stressed out. But now that one big project is done, I can feel me getting back to good ol' happy me.

Well, Looks like we are going to be hangin round here this weekend. We were going to go to Des Moines and visit Eric and also so I could jam with Josh Davis a bit. But, gonna try to be smart and be tight with the cashola.

I will be out tomorrow night for a little while to check out a new band.
The rest of the weekend, we are pretty open. We got some ideas floating around on what to do, but nothing set in stone.

5 dollar drown night at Don's tonight.
Sounds like a fun time.
I would kinda like to go, but then again maybe not.

I am the most indecisive dude . . . fuck man.

well, all right then. All's well here.

love it.

How long has it been?

Since I actually typed one of those "open and honest" late night thought threads that I used to do? Prolly a long damn time.

Well, I had one of those moments last night and started writing. Mind you I was a bit under the influence, but when am I not when I am writing late at night.

Basically its about the changes in my life. At one point of getting my life together in the not to distant past, I was wanting to get my debt paid off, so it would be easier to sustain myself, and I could go about living my single hippified life.

Enter the most beautiful person, inside and out, that I have ever met, and your life changes direction a bit. Now its new killer job, new car, and soon a new house, well, not new, but one that we will actually buy.

So . . its was about time to have some "me" time. Get some thoughts in order. I went to Classics by myself, and other than one older cat that I knew from the Sip, no one was around that I knew. Sat alone at a table, listened to old school Brad Good. And as he said, "this is one of the 400 songs written in D minor that was written in Miller's apt." Flipped my lid back a bit and the memories of who I was and who I have grown to be started swirling around my head.

So, without further adieu . . . Alot of late night honest jibberish.
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This is just what I needed.
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I can't change from this extreme to this extreme in 2 point 2. I was trying to change, move, slow down before. Now it's just way easier to change b/c I have a beautiful lady that I want to make happy.
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Sometimes I think I am giving a front for who I am with certain folks. Yes, I can better the human that I was, yet be the person that I am.
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But the line b/t being the person I was and being the person I am, is what's in question.
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I don't want to sell myself short b/c I have worked hard to get to this point. But I know I need to change, but how quick & how much do I need to change?
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I feel like I have been on the right track even before I met the hot lady that I would share my life with. And my wife has been everything that I have needed, but where is the line b/t what I was and what I am.
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I'm sure I can pull the "controlling myself" drinking together.
But I HAVE to have live music.
It truely is my biggest addiction . . WAY beyond the party aspect of it.
I have to learn to enjoy live music SOBER . . ish.
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One of the biggest givaways of how I am living my life, is my dog.
Right now she has no clue what to do. She is so confused that I am still up. Caroline and I usually always go to bed at the same time. She is just laying by the bedroom door wondering why I am in the living room.
"Come here Ginge."
(blank whatthefuck stare)
"Come in here and hang out?"
(now, concerned whatthefuck stare)

Shit.
Guess I should be in bed.
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Well, I guess I will quit writing my shit down.
So . . I love each and everyone of you that know about my little area on this WWW.

Whether you dig me b/c I am in this scene.
Whether you dig me b/c I am a drummer.
Whether you dig me b/c I am a designer.
A fellow Boise Citian, a Scout, a drinkin buddy, a best friend, a good ol' guy, an aquaintance, an old flame (I have the best lady on the planet, btw), a college buddy, some dude that I partied with once at the yellow house, that dude that played at the wormy. . . Whether you dig me b/c I am married to the coolest lady ever, whether you dig me b/c I hang with some really cool cats, whether you are my bestest bud, or my mom, or my wife. . .
One thing remains the same. I love you good hearted people.

I'm out!
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and that was it.
now wasn't that fun?
Go on and have a wonderful Friday.
See you at the dog tomorrow for Josh Davis and Bleu.

Rock the fuck out.
See some live music.

Happy Friday.

oh and I want to wish my wonderful wife one of the best "last days" ever. Now its on to new and different things. And a nice little raise.
Rock on honey.

okay.
now
i'm out.

have a wonderful weekend.
bitches.

KM

hello.

how are you?
my name is kevin.
what's yours?
I play drums and design on a computer.
What do you do?

I'm about to go batty at work.
How are you doing at your job?
I want to stop thinking about money and just spend it.
How is your budget doing?

well,
alright then.
fuckitall.

happy hump day.

That sucks.

'Survivor' Winner Sentenced to 51 Months

This Saturday . . .

Well, I have been thinking about what to do. . .

Scott Miller at the blue door. But I don't think I can afford the tickets, since its $20. I'm sure it will be worth it, but still . . I gotta be budget minded. And really I shouldn't go out, but I think I would lose it if I didn't. ;-)

So, its gonna be Bleu at the dog for me. I haven't really seen them since Dicky is the bad ass bass jumper. Maybe once, but anyway .. Josh Davis is going to be opening, and I was told by Eric to go up and chat with him, supposedly a really cool cat. I guess he works alot with him around Des Moines. Tunes are too shabby.

Plus, I want to study all of David's killer moves. Burn them into my head, then go home and sit at my kit and try to pull some of that shit off. He's bad ace.

Alright then.
kiss it.

Best Chicken Quesadillas on the planet. Ever.

Dude, I did damn good last night.
Did some seasoning with Nature's Seasoning and Tony's as well as a marinade, grilled them over some mesquite charcoal on my grill. Then buttered up the skillit, cut up the chicken, cheesed it up on a tortilla . . slam bang . . . and BAM!

Next thing I know, I have one of my new favorite meals.

Damn good folks.
Damn good.

I rock.

Sup party people?

Little R and R this weekend.
Lotta R n R this weekend.

Rest and Relaxation was yesterday afternoon, but other than a little loungin it was a rock n roll time.

some jammin practicing on friday, then a drag show, then edna's, then the CDB and Plainview Rocked at the Brewery.

I had a blast.
I want to have more gigs.

Playing the drums rules.

eat it.

I get to go home at noon.

Half day fridays.
gotta love them.

Gonna do some practicing tonight and jam out, that way we will rock balls tomorrow at the brewery. That should be a hoot.

Come one come all.
I think we will start about 9:30ish? I am guessing. Then the Plainview guys will rock the night on out.

But first I will be attending a graduation at 4, then a dinner, then rock n roll.

Congrats to Ash on her Masters. I hope to be receiving mine before too long.

Well, keep on rocking in the free world.
And tell your mommas that you love them.
Moms rock more that anything.

My mom does anyway.
And you know thissss, MAN!

bang it.

Studio 330 Sessions

Kinda cool to see some faces I know on CMT nowadays. Now if CMT would get up to speed with the world and allow their players to play the videos on Macs, I could actually watch the shit.

Me no have no cable.
internet only place for cool shit.
those dirty bastards.

Rock n Roll on yo Tuesday.

kiss it.

What the hell was I thinking?

Friday was killer. Blast was AMAZING. If you ever get a chance to see it, GO. It will definitely be worth it. I'm glad I scored the tickets.

Saturday was a nephew's soccer game, then some good family time. Then it was home for a touch of a nap, watch the pres speak at O-state. (My wife recorded it for me) She rules. Then on out to Ragan's for the Graduation Dinner and celebration for Red and Carrie. I had basically made my mind up a few weeks ago, that I was going to be staying there. And I did. I think I hit the floor at about 8 am. Now, the question is this.

WHY?

I mean, hanging out and getting out of hand was fun and all, but I think I would rather go home, sleep and then maybe do a lunch or something with my buds. Because, really the time spent with my buds at 5am is not very quality time. Its fuzzy at best. And It made for a horrible recovery on Sunday. Now, it is me that did the deed, and I did pay the price. But next time. . . I realize that its not worth it. I am more of a afternoon/early evening socialite now, rather than a 2am/afterparty socialite. I think that type of a party has ran its course in this cats life.

2 words.
FUCK THAT.

I will be accompanying my wife home when she leaves next time.
Call me a pussy, call me whatever you like. But it just doesn't work for me anymore.

OUCH.

It was alot of fun to see folks I hadn't seen in a long time. I wish someone had taken video of Ragan and I air drumming and air guitaring to Cinderella. Cause we rocked the roof off of the living room.

Busy week with family and friends. The reunion show of the CDB at the Brewery on Saturday. Should be fun.

Love your life.
rock it.

Merry Monday.

Cinco De Mayo.

Well, got a nephews bday party after work.

Then I got free tickets to this.
Check these drummers out.

Then after that, I would like to take in some acoustic goodness at the Blue Door. Linville, Dameon (Briar Branch Road), and Luke (Redbud Revival) are doing a show. I think its Linville's CD Release Party for his new one Hometown Blues.

Anyway, I'm gonna have some beers somewhere in there. I mean, you have to, its the 5th of May!

Tomorrow, my buddies are graduating from OSU. The current President of the USA, Mr. Bush, is going to be speaking. Then after that hoopla, its on the Ragan's house for some beers in the sun . . . after the rain stops, that is. I'm pitching a tent in his backyard. Should be a hoot.

Happy Friday!

Might as well. . .

Let me first state, that I am ignorant to alot of this. I have though read a few books by Kerouac and a few by Thompson. I Dig them. Now Dave's book "My First Wife was a Whore" is more like Bukowski . . . or at least that is what I am gathering. I haven't read much Buk. It's a bit "out there" for my tastes. I kinda like words that flow together to make sentences. And shit.

contridiction. ignorance. and steadfast carelessness. Lets me say these things.

Now I am kinda in an artsy fartsy mood.

but anyway, I might have grouped Kerouac in with Bukowski last night when I was discussing things with my wife, but the truth be told. I don't think I should have.

I don't think they are much alike. But I am not positive. I would like to hear what some of the pro-readers out there think.

But hey, like Kerouac said . . “Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.”

go read some other quotes, or better yet, read one of the books.

I've dug them, and I don't like reading much.

words.

Something Different . . .

2005's Best Headlines:

Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says

Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers

Is There a Ring of Debris around Uranus?

Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over

Juvenile Court to Try Shooting Defendant

War Dims Hope for Peace

If Strike Isn't Settled Quickly, It May Last Awhile

Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures

Enfield (London) Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide

Red Tape Holds Up New Bridges

New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group

Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft

Kids Make Nutritious Snacks

Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half

Hospitals are Sued by 7 Foot Doctors

and the last . . .

Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead


Happy Thursday.
Tomorrow's the 5th of May.
Drink beer.

kiss it.

That was a killer weekend.

Went to see Texas Jack rock out and then the Stragglers. Go over to TableZero to check out some pics. Both put on a killer show and thanks to Poncho for the hook up.


Then back home and a nice sleep until we left for Talequah to see Martin. It ruled, and Caroline will have some video too, but for now, her pics are here. The show was absolutely amazing. The guy just spills music out of every pore of his body. Fuckin bad ace.
Here is one of the Videos.
Here is the other encore.

Then we got back at about 3am, crashed for a couple of hours, then up for the marathon. It was interesting. But it was cool, even when it was that early.







And then we came home and slept til about noon. I didn't really do anything at all yesterday, and it was fantastic.

So, nice weekend. I hope yours was killer too.

rock it.

aaahhhhhh Friday.

Another week is done again, time to enjoy life without work for a couple of days.

I maybe going to the Calf Fry tonight, but not quite sure. It's prolly gonna get rained out. And hanging around inside the weed is not my idea of a great time. So, like always, I probably won't know if I go until I leave after work.

decisions, decisions.

Tomorrow Caroline and I are going to head up to talequah with Matt and Carla to see Martin Sexton. That is going to be killer.

The walk on Sunday morning on the other hand, might not be. But its for a good cause, and I am guessing I may have some help in making that event cool. You know, in my head. You know. well, alright alright alright.


so, be careful and live life to its fullest.
You never know when it may end.

btw, I want to send my heart out to all the folks at USA for their loss of a coworker and to Turk's family. He was one of the embroidery guys, and he got killed in a carjacking last night. He was a great guy. And a carjacking?! How random is that?!

So, anyway, live it up folks.
Work hard, play hard, and love alot.
cause you may not be here to do it tomorrow.

Rock The Fuck On.

I wish I could do that.

I need to practice.

holy shit.

merry thursday.

hey

how ya doin.
I don't feel like workin.
but I don't have anything to say.

hum . .

what to say. . .

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shit.
nothing.


oh well,
hump day.
KFC - $1.99 chicken fried steaks every Wednesday.

I get double mashed potatoes.

alright den.

Pretty cool stuff. Check it out.

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

their site is cool too.
Right here.

No Cavities!?!

Seriously?

I haven't been to the dentist in a really really really long time, and I don't have any cavities? Wow. Kick ass.

Good news there.

Saw my brother yesterday. I picked him up and took him back to the airport. He had came in to do some fishing. Fishing and Hunting to him is like music to me. And I didn't drop by his house when I went to steamboat music fest last year. So, its all good. It was nice to at least chat with him and show him the new car. I mean, your brother will always be your brother no matter how often you talk. My brother is pretty kick ass.

Well, not much going on. I gotta finish up some freelance shit, which means working late. But oh well.

Going to see Martin Sexton on Saturday in Talequah. That is going to rule. Then I might still be drunk (if I get drunk) when we walk in the Memorial walk in OKC at 5am on Sunday. Yeah, that's going to be interesting. We probably won't sleep until we get done with the Memorial marathon thing. Ouch.

anyway,
rock out.
I do.