how's it hangin?
okay then. just got back from the annual HKOAA tax relief weekend in bandera and it was a spiritual experience as always. chris quante puts on a great party every year and everytime i come home i'm ready to go back again. great food, great people, and great conversation as well as all the booze a person can consume always make for a good time. got to see scott boland and deb walton again and that's always a plus. they wow me everytime. thanks to everyone there for letting me come, vito, mike hess and melanie, henry, danny, dutch, paul, glenn, kim, kenny(who couldn't be there this time, big disappointment), julie, carolyn, kathy and wesley, travis, and dulles and all those i've forgotten at this time. it was awesome. i love all of ya'll's shit. kill a hog.
i also had a good time at chub's this past monday. thanks to all those who came out in support. i appreciate it very much. kevin, ragan, matt, melissa, casey, lisa, gus, brooke, andrew, josh, you were all very nice and i hope you can make it back next time and i hope you had a good time. thanks to shawn for having me back.
alright then. that's all the thanking i'm doing on this post. i'm really not that thoughtful of a person.
what else can i talk about? oh, my mother has been reading these posts and she thinks that need to stop cursing. she says that everytime i record a cd or write a song or speak in general. i really don't know if she's ever gonna stop saying that. for those of you that know me at all, you have to know that i curse a lot. that's just part of my deal and i dig it. i always like to see how many curse words i can string together and still have it make sense, especially on a golf course. i'll say something like "goddamn motherfucking shitty ass pussy fuck bitch". that my good friends, is cursing. i figure if you're gonna curse you might as well be the best you can be. don't fuck around with it. be somebody. cursing is supposed to be fun and it also serves as a great reliever of stress. try it sometime. it's either that or just going on a killing spree.
sometimes i wish that we could all have a license to kill one person of our choice. just pull out a gun and shoot them and turn in your get of jail free card. but then sometimes i think that i might be dead now cause i know a lot of people who don't like me at all. they're just misguided fools though.
well, i have a much needed week off this week. catch up on some t.v., maybe play some golf, eat and sleep well, and do all the things that i deserve to do. word. i wish all of you a good week as well. i'll probably post another rant on here sometime this week since i don't have anything else to do. thanks to all those who have emailed me on here. it's very rewarding to know people are reading this bullshit. it's very hard to take fifteen minutes out of my week to do it. i'm a workaholic like that, i guess.

also, if any of you live in the metroplex or are in the area, i was nominated for songwriter of the year in the fort worth weekly music awards. if you see a copy, the ballots are in there. i would appreciate your vote if you have the time. i'm not one of those dudes who brings a whole shitload of them to his gigs to have people vote for him and shit, but i don't feel bad about putting it on here. i don't mind winning either. "you know winning, it's like better than losing".

okie dokie, i'll leave you with a bob dylan quote.

"Poets don't drive cars, poets drown in lakes."

cya,

scott