FAWM. Day 5.

I missed posting yesterday, my anal-retentive side is *very* upset.

I finished a song. Can play it, even. It's just not that interesting.

Have been checking in daily with Jodes and that is good. Makes me feel slightly less rudderless.

A few FAWMers are sending me music, I'm crossing my fingers there's something my slack-self can do with the tunes.

Came in to work 2 and a half hours earlier than normal. Wanted to avoid the mess and the crowd of the parade for the Giants. Which meant that I had to be awake and out the door at some ungodly hour. I can hardly keep my eyes open at the moment, but in about fifteen minutes I get to leave here and go home and stare at my instruments. Got an idea of how to rearrange myself space to make it a little more user-friendly.

My buddy Burt posted a song yesterday that made my jaw drop. It's really good. He used a mandocello. And now I want one, whatever that is.

I'm a sleepy, head bobbing mess right now. You know what I need?

Caffeine and sugar.

j.