here latley around my house,
the phones always ringing,
or someone's always screaming,

so believe it or not, riding on the lawn mower is a form of relaxation, it wont be a month from now, but right now, or atleast today it was, it's even a small bit of peace for abe taylor, he's riding in my lap for about 20 minutes, and it's loud, bumpy, and grass flying everywhere, i look down at abe, and he's sound asleep,


gasin up charles tomorrow, and headin back to grapevine for a love war date, hooker's in, so it ought to be a fun one, saturday night, it's the hangout in commerce, always a fun gig,

"lester takes a drag off of
half a cegarette
he's got a brand new pacemaker
and mighty proud of it
and the woman from ohio
i can't recall her name
she talks like a yankee
but we treat her just the same" - adam carroll

adios
mo