It is really hard to figure out Evan is singing right now
A Happy Birthday to Jamie who turns 23 years young today.
Not much to report.
My amp will finish its two-month stint at Protronics on Wednesday. Hopefully it will officially be "fixed" this time, though it was not actually broken by me in the first. Still, I have to pay to make it all better. It is, after all, my baby. Pretty pretty Peavey. Then I'll probably take it back and put a new speaker in it. It would make the money seem a little more worth it if I got it back and it had something like a tweed cover, or was plated in silver, or talked. That would be great.
Peavey: "Hey, I just don't know about that last part."
Me: "Why don't you just do your job and amplify."
Peavey: "Why don't you quit playing crap first, and then we'll see."
Me: "Fair enough."
Peavey: "So, whatcha drinking?"
Me: "Nothing, wanna go get a beer?"
Peavey: "You read my mind."

Saturday- Mystery Hill. And guitar. And Jamie's b-day. Maybe I'll actually try to book something. G'night.
posted by beta at 12/29/2001 02:13:00 AM