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here it is 2 something in the morning, and i'm eating a ham sandwich, it's the ham that's got the little cheese squares in it, and i have a piece of cheese on it, no mayo or mustard, it's dry, on the last 2 pieces of bread in the house, that's right a hill and a wrinkled one....i have spent the last few or 3 hours down the road at a friend's house, the dude i wrote the song 1 more song about, jeremy lincoln (aka chad poesy)

me and old lincoln have seen some times...made us who and what we are today, it was good to sit down and drink a beer with that old bandit,

headin out of town about 10 in the morning i hope, if everthing flops right, going to the big river float fest jam, spread that stuff down south, (that's what lp says)

i was in hastings today, and i was torn on what cd to buy, so i call up one of the best critics i know (i got a cell phone now) mr. casey cainan, and i asked the circus dude "which sun volt record did you say was a must have" and he told me "the one thats got tear stained eyes on it" and i asked him, "have you heard this new john prine record" and he says "yea, it's good, but it's mostly covers, i think there's a few originals on it, but if i were you i'd get that new sun volt record, and let me know if it's anygood, so i wont have to buy it...if it aint"

so i bought the new gurf morlix record, and it's killer

off the subject a little, and back to my 2nd subject, jeremy lincoln, one of my favorite jl stories took place 10 years ago on christmas eve, it was about 3 in the morning, and extremely cold outside, i was driving my toyota pickup, and lincoln was riding shotgun, we had just took some drunk guy home that lincoln had tried to beat up a few hours earlier at a party we were at, because he thought he was somebody else...anyway

we pull up to his house, and like so many times before, lincoln is passed out with his head hanging out my truck window, so poke him in the side, and i say "hey bub, let's go, your home, get out" and he doesnt move so i do it again, and he doesnt move, so i get out of the truck and go around to help him get in the house, no big deal, i've done it before....but i notice he has pucked, and it's froze all on the side of his face and my truck, wow

so i carefully help him to his door, but i know we have to be quiet because his evil mean bossy sister is inside quiet asleep, so help him unlock the door, and when i go to leave he trys to hug me, so i barely throw a little harmless stiff arm, and lincoln busts his ass, right in the front door, flat on his back, knockin stuff over and makin all kinds of noise, then he goes in to that uncontrolable laugh of his....so then i start laughin, and then the bedroom door swings open, and it's pooh, she was not laughin, and jeremy lincoln got grounded

i got new merch, i must straighten this mess