For Johnson: 27 up, 27 down; that’s rad.
The Shield ended creepy last night but, thankfully, “24” is just going to END.
Let’s make it interesting: T’wolves in 7.
Today’s a busy day as I’m seeing Rob Beaton (who mastered starsongs) at 4:30 and then going to see a band later at The Gig.
I practiced the piano yesterday and came up with some pretty wild arrangements for the songs I’m going to play at my 1st show.
The spicy Pork dish at Okaya is damn good.
I have a friend in New York who is WAY TOO MUCH into Starship.
A guy putting body lotion on–no matter the reason–makes you feel like a girl.
Yesterday, sent a demo of 4 songs out to demodiaries.com.
I still get a kick out of the fact that I can IM my mom.
Ok, I think I can say that my tentative date for my 1st solo gig is Friday, June 4, but I’m waiting for confirmation.
This is cool: a friend of mine in NY is pregnant with her 2nd child.
Incredible pictures: check this out.
RIP: Tony Randall.
This is a quick post, gotta run…
