1 more on the books

we got our asses kicked tonight..

i had a record high in points... i think eleven...

but also a record high in traveling calls,, blocked shots,, missed free throws.. etc. etc..




i had planned to come home and write a lengthy blog about funerals,, and the like..


but instead i spent the last hour playing guitar.. something i don't do very much anymore,, for some reason..


actually, i even wrote a song.. first one in two years..

so that's neat.. i suppose...




i will leave you with this thought that has been floating around my head the last few days:


I would rather hula hoop naked in front of a hundred people i don't know, than walk into a room full of people I used to know, and shake hands with them.




i wonder what the proper spelling of hula hoop is... hoola?? hula? oh well..

also,, i have decided that when i die,,,, there will be specific instructions on my computer,, or else where.. these instructions will dictate the whole funeral proceedings,, who can talk,, who can't,, who can play songs,, who can't,, who's invited... that's right... the first invitation-only funeral.. that i know of anyway.


actually,, i think that might be the subject of my next post..


one things for sure,, there'll be a lot more jamming going on,, than talking.. my funeral is going to be one huge jam session/song swap type thing..


damnit.. i wish i could just hold the funeral early, so that i could attend...