FAWM. Day 9.

You wouldn't even believe me if I tell you about the day I had.

I made a conscious decision to keep music-making at the fringes and concentrate on some daily tasks that I've been putting off for days. Made a list of fifteen things and achieved 12 or 13 of them. Lots of crazy running around in unfamiliar parts of Brooklyn.

Oh, and at some point, I ended up at Hooters.

(Celebrating a friend's birthday...with chicken wings!)

Crazy.

Them Crooked Vultures rocked the world last night. They are worthy of worship.

I hope to be snowed in tomorrow, so that I can write and write. Two for my producer. Two for FAWM.

(Four songs...is that realistic?)

(Dunno.)

j.