Another night in the dungeon call room in the hospital, and then I fly out in the morning. It's getting more difficult to say goodbye each time, but we've managed to see each other at least once a month since we began this adventure together, I'm so blessed to have her in my life I couldn't possibly come up with appropriate words to describe it. The distance SUCKS!!!!!, but we'll manage SomeHow., Anywhom. I or SomeOne needs to get off his butt and book some shows. This is the first time ever this band lain dormant for this long.  I think I'd fall back into the playing routine if we just had some shows. Still can't write a song to save my buttocks, and  I still have no idea how that happened. Well, other than the fight I've been fighting for 2 friggin' years.  Never underestimate the brain and what it can do to you. Maybe you have a brain that likes you. Mine wants me dead. Maybe it just wants time off and couldn't think of a better way than to have me swallow a handfull of pills so it can finally have some peace? Naw, It;'s just messing with me because it can.  Ed will know what to do and will figure it out. Ed's very intelligent and his hair is in fact registered as a township and has its own form of governement.  I hear he's a good kisser. Good ole' Edipus Wrecks. Spoke with Gairforce One yesterday and things are running smoothly at the Rose Garden. I have a basement apartment I'm renting from a great guy but it still doesn't feel like home yet after almost two years at the Rose Garden. I miss all the pets and I miss talks with The General and I really miss laughing with G-force 1. What am I typing? I miss smiling all together. Ah, dinner is served. I've been eating like a horse since I got here and I'm quite certain the weight I managed to drop is back on line. Maybe I'll get my exercise regime going again, man, It;s tough when you stop doing it. Take a couple days off and the brain grabs ground and says, "Do it tomorrow,. We have things to talk about."  Damn brain, but it's all I've got to work with. Hope your brain likes you. No better gift than that, ladies and Germans. I'm gonna eat. Just wanted to touch base again and see who's still reading. Take IT as easy as possible and don't forget to shoot low cause they're riding Shetlans. Your pal and mine, smb

Greetings from Indinapolis. I am visiting my lovely lady. No. We are not getting married this weekend. That cart is way ahead of the horses on that one,. But I must admit she dazzles me and takes me to places I never thought I'd visit again.  She's a hard working doctor and for some odd reasons she picked me. Lucky me. That's enough about my lovely lady---Sunee.
What's going with the band?  I don't know.  I misplaced my mojo and have let my brothers and the few fans we have left down. I am sorry for that, but I've been dealing with SomeThing so big that life details seem miniscule. Not for the others, I know. We have a show at the end of the month and IT shall be interesting to see how IT goes as WE haven't practiced since the Nixon Administration,  Need some time to put these songs together again, Ah. she brought some vittles. I best get on them while they are still hot, Just wanted to touch base and thanks for reading and believing in OUR music. I've actually been listening to some of the CDs in Sunee's car, and WE did some damn good work and I wrote some great songs! I am most proud of my lyrics. And the bands. When so many of US were brothers who had each other's back. And front,. A lot has changed. Cripes, YOU wouldn't believe how much has changed. I'm still not out of the forest, but I think I can some bordering trees., Been a long, hard two year battle, and I'm ready for it to fucking end! I am getting better. Slowly but Shirlee. WHAT else can I type you\? Glad to report being in love with a woman who makes my knees shiver when I see her. And my arms, and sometimes my buttocks.
and so IT goes. WE have a show at the end of the month so We best get some practice in. I guess that's about IT. Hope YOU all have peace and do things to help others reach IT too. I am audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Rumors of my engagement are a tad preMATURE. . Ed wants to get married to me...needs to get married to me, but alas, Budweiser just didn't come up with enough cabbage...pure and simple. I haven't written in ten coon's ages, and not sure why. Just going through a lot of personal change and I'm not at the point where I can make that available or vulnerable. there is a very special person in my life and that;s all I shall write. Not much going on the ASO front, and not sure what the future holds in store for the band and music. A very large part of me would hate to see IT all end, but that large part of me needs to get off its ass and book some shows. Nobody is booking shows, The only two really excited to play are Dennis and Gair Force One, THEY have enough enthusiasm to go around for EveryOne. AnyWhom. I'm certainly not offering up a bunch of info here, Just wanted to finally check in in case AnyOne may still stop in from time to time. Wish I had more tasty tidBITZ of info, but I simply don't have it, Thanks for sticking around and taking up the slack on the comments page, I shall write more Your pal and mine, smb

As I sit here typing this I cannot but be filled with compassion for folks having trouble and an attitude of gratitude. Was that a sentence? Well of course IT's a sentence you gawldarned whippersnapper! More self talk. Once again I must mention the only enemy I have on this planet is my mind. Without question. IT is burdoned with negativity, refuses to let go of the reins, and believes it can kill me and think on. No, I'm not launching on some diaTRIBE about my brain and all the crap IT causes me. I'm gonna write about OUR show in Hot Springs the other night.  Really nice folks and THEY fed the heck out of US. They even had all you can swallow prime rib and my brother didn't have seconds. A miracle. Possibly one of the signs of the very end of US as WE know US. WE played very well and the folks dug the dickens out of OUR music and US.  Another UpSide to the night was the lovely Sarah J and GalPal crashed the party and danced like THEY meant IT. IT was a grand evening, enjoyed by truly yours. People have been telling me that I'm actually smiling and laughing again. I don't know if I trust 'em, but if they are right, that's a damn good sign. I feel good tonight. THAT's all I need to know. Just be here, in the now. NoThing else matters. WE think we have so much control on this planet. Hell, WE can barely control or bodily functions let alone OUR destiny. Oh WE try thought, do WE not? Anywhom. THings are going swell at the Rose Garden, and I love all the animals. In the mornings I usually have a therapy group with my coffee consisting of three cats and one dog on the bed, and the large dog on the floor next to the bed.  THEY wait for me to wake and open my door and here THEY come. IT's really quite nice. I believe animals are angels. I also believe EveryOne of US has a spirit guide, but I can't prove IT. Society is so messed up and asleep at the reality wheel that it doesn't matter WHAT I say. Only WHAT I do. Heck, I shoulda learned that in the first grade. I think all schools should kill some existing classes in order to make way for spiritual study. Yeah, like THAT would fly. There would be 100,000 born agains throwing rage and money around like freakazoids. IT would go to the Supreme Court and the country would be split in half again. Hey, IT's just an idea. Spiritual growth is as crucial as AnyThing we can give and teach to OUR youngsters.  Yoga would be great.  Yeah, right. My mother tried to bring some yoga practices to her physical education class and some people not only put IT all to a stop, THEY tried to run HER our of HER job. Good thing THEY didn't. My brother's temper would've kicked in and there'd be automatic fire heading towards the heads of Custerites. That still pisses me off.  "Can't bring yoga or meditation because it opens the mind so he devil can come in." THAT shoots so far up on the idiot meter I can't read the number. How'd I get on this? How do I get off IT? I guess I can talk about my job. Naw. Too boring. I'm in the process of cutting back hours to have some more evenings off. I think IT will make quite a difference in my attitude. I work with some very burned out people who once believed they could save humans. Now, WE simply serve as a holding tank to keep folks safe and sober while the docs serve up medications that can truly work miracles. Or not. Only time tells and time is damn hard to get on the phone, dig? WE do the best WE can for the communittee's lost souls. Fine line between the folks in the hospital and the folks on the street. AnyWays. Picked up a great April show today. Team ASO needs to play more. WE're a tad rusty, but if WE played a couple weekends per month we'd be tighter than my pants. Yes. I''ve put on a few pounds and cannot seem to give them the shake. Medication I'm on is doing IT, and I'm just going to have to live with IT awhile. Never thought I'd have a big belly though. Cripes. Is there anything that is sacred to me? Why must I always just shovel up and out WhatEver happens to be going on in my life? Because IT's what's important I guess. My search and rescue mission. Trying to find a God I can live with that lives inside of me. I know I said this before and ticked SomeOne off, but I believe if I'm doing SomeThing that doesn't have to do with my search for God then IT truly is BullPucky. Not just a God or THE God. My God. YOUR God. I can't explain it and I need to get back to work. Thanks for checkin in on US and for the kind words of support. I really enjoy the feedback so please keep it coming. I am audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Methinketh many of you take me (and likely yourselves) way too freakin' serious. Who cares if I write about what I may or may not be going through? AnyWay, I guess the whole freakin' mess should maybe be cancelled. I get tired of writing and having folks MISSunderSTAND my views. Ok. I get it. DOn't get too personal and don't write about myself. Hmm. That sounds like a very bland and boring blog to Bitz. WHAT can I tell YOU? OUR Terry Peak show went very well though the load in was a nightmare. Carrying heavy equipment up iced stairs, dodging hundreds of steam breathing skiiers and snowboarders, and having to set up by a major exit that was opened no less than 3456 times and froze our tootsies off. The crowd was quite appreciative and WE got some great tips. Gair Force had to back the Rainmaker down about a quarter of a mile so we could make a run at the iced road leading to the lodge. And, WE managed to make the "big hill" and arrived home safely by 8pm. IT was ok, I guess. Tomorrow night WE're in Hot Springs to play some bank party and THAT should be fun. The Marquis d-Josh's mommy cooked up this show. WE also get prime rib which will make Little Brother salavate on the drive like some basset hound at a rib festival. GIve or take. Happy BirthDay to D-Ran today. HE's growing so big. I remember when I could just bounce him on my lap and now the boy has a Grizzly Adams beard and can play guitar just like a ring and a bell. Where does the time go? And, does IT ever come back around? AnyWhom. I'm at work, on break, and WE managed to have a slow and relaxing night here at the old psych ward. And so, happy birthday D-Ran, and I hope many of your dreams come at least very close this next year. WHAT else? Ed stopped over the other day and IT was great to see him and his hair. His hair's about nine feet long now, but he keeps some in his skull as to not freak out the general public. The general public. Now that's a friggin' laugh ain't it? WHAT's normal in this country horrifies me, which is why I feel so disconnected to this life. Whoops. I got personal. Jeepers. Some of YOU would be worse than lost without YOUR television and cell phone. Absolutely empty. I still have neither, though I'm getting some real heat from a couple guys who are working me pretty hard on the cell phone thingamabobber. I don't trust 'em. Never did. I think THEY give out brain tumors and increase the risk for early onset dementia. I have no data to back this, but I'll bet you diamonds to donuts I'm right on the money maker. Ok. I've already bored myself so I'm signing off. THanks for stopping in and playing along. I can't promise I'll be writing more frequently because I just don't know. I can try, but I don't promise anything. Besides, how many people can be reading this drivel after I've been away so long? Take IT all as easy as possible and thanks again for thinking of US. Your pal and mine, smb

Well, well, well. WHAT have WE here? A new blog? A new blog from Mr. HideOut? Cripes, after staying away so long, why should any of YOU bother to read my rantings and enCHANTings? You probably shouldn't. Anyway, thought I'd lay a few lines down before I am called back to my job/occupation. So much is happening, and so very little as well. Depends upon which side of the SPIRITual plank you are walking. I'm trying to believe my life is in perfect order, no matter what. And THAT, my brothers and sisters, is no easy task for folks with a pre-programmed noggin'  such as the one on my shoulders. I'm trying to get rid of the JudgeMents. The good, the bad. The right, the wrong. Just take IT all as IT comes and let the chips fall where THEY may. For instance, I may have lost my column. My editor wants more reporting and less FREElance. I don't want any part of that. I want to write how and what I love to write, and judging by the FEEDback I've received IT's friggin' working. Big time!  I ain't no damned reporter. I'm a columnist, for crying out louder than a printing press. I don't know if I'll be writing for the paper or not. My editor is mulling these over. He states HE's received very fiew comments about my column. Man, HE hangs out in different places than myself, my mom, my brother, my dad, my step-dad, my roommates...etc. Oh well. No use tooting my own horn. HE'll either let me write on my terms or he'll fire me. Either way, I'm sticking to my guns...loaded or as unloaded as THEY may be. AnyWhom, if you like the column, please feel free to fire off an email to tom@rcweeklynews.com AnyWhom. WE had a couple good shows this WeekEnd. WE seem to have some type of curse when WE play there. The owner will tell US the previous WeekEnd was wall to wall and had a line outside to get in. WE play and get NoWhere close to those numbers. Beats me. WE just show up and do the best WE can. WE do need to rehearse our butts off and I'm the main reason WE don't due to my "Occupation". Gotta figure out some priorities I guess. And so, WE had two nice shows and played much better Saturday night. WHAT else can I tell YOU? I saw all the comments on my last blog and THEY are quite interesting. I wish THAT could happen every day. To inspire disCUSSions amongst some folks. I just don't get enough contraversy in my soup when I attempt to stir IT. Not like my cuzin. Man, if AnyOne can turn a big ball of cotton into a hornet's nest, my cuzin can. Do not, I repeat, not engage HIM in some cyber argument. YOU can't beat HIM. IT just doesn't happen. Don't go head-to-head with him or they'll find you laying under the table chewing on a chair leg. I get a kick out of HIM, and wish WE lived in the same damn city. Okey dokey. I just don't have a damn thing to say. AS far as depression goes, it's still too personal to disCUSS here. Should not have even mentioned IT, other than to give other folks who may be experiencing a dark night of the soul some hope. Hell, THAT's all WE really need, right? Hope. If WE can hand THAT commodity back and forth with each other...than I believe in miracles and the will of God be done. And to the person who got irked when I made some comment about if what you are doing in your life doesn't have anything to do with seeking God than it's BullShit. Sorry to tickle your tail feathers on that, but I believe ever letter in the sentence. Just my opinion, folks. YOU can disagree with EveryThing that comes off my fingers and that is just cool with me. Send me your ideas. Write in about what gives you strength and hope. If We aren't here to help each other than WHAT in the name of God are we here for? Is it not to find purpose in being? Can't WE toss God ideas back and forth and teach each other new ways of worSHIP and such? I just believe in a Higher Power. I believe in a creative intelligence that runs every show. WE are all connected, ladies and germans. All living beings. If there truly is a God, than that God has to be really, really, really, friggin' big. So big that our minds can not possibly grasp or deFINE. All I'm saying is could be more important than trying to get tight with the Higher Power that speaks to YOU. Can't we all stand under one umbrella? Do WE have to cast out billions of folks for not believing the way WE do and vice versa? I don't know much of anything any more, but I do this: I need a God in my life or I am worm food. Maybe YOU don't. Maybe YOU have every answer and are cruising through life like a slow motioned hawk. Maybe you don't struggle with crushing self esteem. Maybe you wouldn't know emotional pain if IT ran you down in the street. Maybe you have never contemplated taking your own life because YOU don't think you do IT one more day. Maybe you've walked hand-in-hand with your creator and are a well-balanced, well-adjusted adult. Good for you, but WE probably shouldn't play on the same volleyball team, dig? I best sign off before I get myself in trouble. Thanks for dropping in and thanks for the support you give me in person or via the wires and the web. Gotta finish my shift. Your pal and mine, smb

Yeah. About time I wrote again. About time I do a lot of things. Just don't feel much like doing them. OUR show on New Year's Eve went quite well I thought. Playing for a bunch of sober people there to listen to music was a very nice treat. Turnout was less than last year thought. Might have been the weather or it might have been they just couldn't bring themselves to see US again. WE're playing a very high level without rehearsing a bit. Scary how good we could be if we did practice and work on vocal harmonies, starts and stops and such. My friggin; work schedule precludes a lot of it. Tough to make five schedules work, but IT can be done. WE just ain't doing IT. Nice to hear from the Marquis d-Josh and it sounds as if he's doing well. Sounds like HE's gonna move to Cali and become rich and famous. I hope he does. WHAT else can I tell thee? I'm at work now. On break. Awaiting the bewitching hour to land so I can go home and go to sleep. IT's bad when one of the things you look forward to is bed. Shit. I'm rambling on about nothing. See, this is why I don't write. Just have NoThing to say. I mean other than a bunch of suff I could talk about regarding the past year and my inner-struggles, but who wants to read about that shit? Not me either. So, there's just not much else to say. Christmas came quietly and left in the same manner,. Spent the day with the Mule Deers and returned that night to my little bed and my magic pillows. I got and gave some cool presents and another Christmas is in the books. Man, time goes fast when you get older. I can't believe how fast it goes. WHen I was younger time took forever. Love and dreams lasted forever, and the only thing ahead of US was fun and more of the same. Now, weeks fly by like nothing, dragging months behind them, ready to drop them as quickly as THEY can. I must admit part of me would welcome the next level as this level has proved more than challenging...but I really do love this planet and the life I have to live and give with. There has to be a God. THAT's all I know. and that God has to be bigger than I could possibly imagine. And if that God loves even one of US, HE's gotta love all of US, right? Maybe 2007 was about learning to do deeper. Shit, I wish I knew. I just know I NEED 2008 to go better. I can't face down the proposition of another year like 2007. Maybe YOU had the best year of your lives. Great for YOU. Not me. Every single friggin' day was a battle. Every one. Shit. Here I am writing about IT. Best sign off and get back to work. THanks for dropping in and playing along. Happy New Year to ALL, and to all a great night or 300. I'm audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Under pressure. I appeciate your thoughts and prayers. Yes. I am going through a dark night of the soul. Don't want to discuss it further other than to say it's a son of a bitch and there had better be a God! And so, how are you? Probably perfect. Most folks seem to be that way to a person who is depressed or anxious. Hope you are very well and having a nice holiday season. Team ASO is back in the saddle this weekend to appear at the Sawtooth in Piedmont Fri-/sat. ShowTime 8 p.m. Should feel good to play again but I never know. AnyWays, WE're back at IT soon. A pal of mine insisted a start a blog talking about depression. I'll bet there's a zillion of them out there. And what do I really know? Just that it sucks and I try to believe my life is in perfect order, even though it makes no sense to me. Trust the process. Even though the process is a motherf.... at times. lots of times.WHAT else can I write you? I haven't been mself for over one year, and all I have is one foot in front of the other and to try to get the hell out of myself. The real crux of the problem: self pity and self centeredness. That kills more folks than can be counted. No, I dont wish to disCUSS this any further. I'm not ashamed. It's not my pride and I don't feel lke a freak. Millions go through this to a lesser or greater extent. If only WE could all be there together though the trials and tribulations. Anyway. I'm attempting to type with a gregarious kitty kat on my lap who thinks the curser is a toy to chase. Kitty Kats do not listen to reason. Well, I have the day off and I already blew a chance to ride horses this afternoon. Just couldn't get going and I couldnt face the day. So, I must find SomeThing outside of the house to do. MY assignment from my therapist. Cripes, I've already talked about this too much. It's really a boundary issue. Parts ofme are just not ready to come out to play yet. Thanks for any and all support you send my way, and do not hesitate to email me at cabruce@hotmail.com if you need an ear. I think we were all put here to learn by helping others. But I once thought holding a lit M-80 firecracker in my hand until the last second before the fuse hit the powder was a good idea. Couldn't hold a damn thing for a couple weeks. Anyway, after reading some of your comments I thought it best to offer up some words, Again, happy holidays and may a very Happy New Ear allow you to hear the SPIRITual nessages we all have access, when we are quiet enough t listen, Have a nice day and evening and don't let the lobsters get you down. I'm audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Yes, I was trying to break the silence record and with all this chatter I can no longer concentrate. I can't get the silence groove going. My dance of no sound ain't cuttin' the rug no longer. My peace pace has been shifted and shattered, leaving me in sound shambles. What does a guy like me do when he can't remain silent without SomeOne calling HIM on IT? I guess just type a brief message and to attempt to gather myself up enough to write more convincingly and consistant. Nice to know I am missed, IT truly is. No, I don't not write for some type of attention. I don't write because I haven't felt it in me. Dat be the God;s honest truth. Glad some of you continue to stop in the site and check US out. Wish some of the other guys would chime in as well. Get their own blogs going. This would be quite interesting because EveryOne in this group is quite the character with tons of depth and perspective. Doubt THAT would fly, but one never knows. WHAT else can I tell YOU? Well, I did "celebrate" 21 years of sobriety about a week ago. THAT, I guess, is pretty cool. 21 years WithOut a drink or street drug. Man, has IT really been that long since I crawled into a treatMINT center? Yes, IT truly has and I am truly 21 years older. Again, how does THAT happen? Well, not much else to report and I am running a tad late for a meeting with a pal. Just wanted to make myself say hello and to attempt to convince myself to write more. Thanks for playing along, and I'm glad some of YOU will visit Tink's site. SHE's quite the thinker and has a marvelous sense of humor. I'm audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Yeah, I know. I need to write more. I doubt many of you are even coming to this page anymore. Given up on me. Turned your back to me and have walked away. There is nothing I can say to make it better. No excuse for why I've dropped the ball on not only writing here, but with ANY type of writing at all. Sad toast, brothers and sisters, and I keep having to chew on it day after friggin' day. Should send out a happy holidays shout, I guess. I'm really going to try to enjoy Christmas this year. It snowed a lot today and IT's beginning to look a lot like Xmas. Things are swell at The Rose Garden. The new kitties have settled in and are cuter than kitties normally are. The dogs are fine. The birds? I don't really have any idea. Nobody pays them any attention. Because they can't afford to pay any attention, or are just too busy? Dunno. They chirp and tweet every day and their sounds just go with the house now. Like a wall clock that won't give up. AnyWhom. I'm at work and only have a few minutes before I must return to the front. Enemy lines were on the move tonight, and EveryOne is pretty worn out. Imagine that, hmm. Folks acting out in a psychiatric hospital. What else can I tell YOU? I celebrated 21 years of sobriety on the 1st. I guess that's pretty cool, but I've been away from booze and drugs for so long IT doesn't seem like much to celebrate on. I am glad to be sober, I will tell YOU that. I'm glad I'm not doing the running and gunning I used to do that destroyed WhatEver self esteem I used to have. I must be honest here. My self esteem has taken quite a dive this past year and a half. Not sure how to get it back. One day at a time, just doing the best I can with what is put in front of me, I guess. I think there's SomeThing I'm not doing that I need to be doing but I don't know exactly what that is. I have a few theories. I think I'm supposed to be writing and pitching my material. Not sure where music rests in the equation. Not sure where my job sits either. Folks should love what they do, and then IT isn't a job. It's another extension of them. Like a third arm. I can't say I love my job. I like IT some, and IT does have its magic moments...few and far between though. Well, crud on a stick. I gotta get back upstairs. Drive fast and don't use your blinkers, as Edipuss Wrecks would often say. Merry Christmas to any of YOU still dropping in to this page, and I am audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Just haven't felt much like writing as of late, brothers and sisters, but I aplogize for not piping up and down. The new kitties are settling in nicely at the Rose Garden, and I must admit THEY are very cute little critters and THEY certainly stir the soup with the other animals. The General cooked some pork the other night that should've won the Pulitzer for Cooking. THERE just seems to be NoThing that woman cannot do quite well. Gair Force One is plugging away at Shopko and I'm slaving at the horsepital. Glad I'm not a patient THERE. Yet. Little Brothers are SomeHow keeping ThemSelves busy, and The Hutto just keeps dreaming down and scaring up more and more lights and sound gear. WE're off for a couple weeks but hope to see many of YOU at The Loud American Roadhouse in Sturgis on Nov 9-10. I can't wait for the steak tips. IT's come down to that ladies and Germans. The food and perks at the venues. NoThing like a free meal to get a musician hopping around on one leg and baying like a GutShot mule. Well, other than a raise in pay or cain. WHAT can I tell YOU? THERE just ain't much going up or down at Team ASO as of late. I'm not ready for Winter, I do know this for certain. I'd just as soon IT stay around the 70 degrees mark for the next couple months. So far so good, but I'm certain SomeThing wicked this way will cometh soon. WE have enough leaves in OUR yard to sink a BattleShip. Mostly from neighbor's trees. Not fair. Rather than rake I'm considering a controlled burn. Maybe spread some kerosene around the yard and toss a match and run. Might be good for the soil? I dunno. Getting a permit would be impossible I'm quite certain. Damn city and THEIR rules and such. AnyWhom. I gotta get back to the floor to wind down another shift and then dash home to try to get some much needed snoozes. Thanks for checking in and playing along at home, work, or from far away. I'm thinking I just might fill my damned pot belly with a little of the aforementioned pork. SHE got a magnifiCENT deal on this flesh and cooked IT up right righter than right hardly ever gets. Like the barbecued pork rib tips many of US dug at our pal Lawren and Karen's digs. Watering up just thinking about THEM. WE all miss the Adventures in Barbecue ribs from this Summer too. See, back to free food. How typical of me. And so IT's gone and I am audi. Your pal and mine, smb

Well, The General got two more kitty kats. Now WE have four cats, two dogs and two birds breathing in all the oxygen. DeLIGHTful critters, one and all. I know I haven't written in a coon's age. Don't know what to write about THAT. I wish to thank the few folks who ventured out to catch OUR recent shows at The Dublin Square. WE played pukey on Friday night, and thank heavens Saturday night was better. Maybe WE really should reHEARSE. WHAT else can I tell YOU? Been working at the horsepital like a fiend. I have a bit of time off coming and I plan to launch a relax assault. Big taco feed at The Rose Garden tomorrow, and OUR pal Lawren and bride are having a barbecue party Saturday night. Lots of great vittles and I'll have to slide off my diet to accomodate. I'm back on my ultra-expensive vitamins and attempting to not eat sugar or white flower. IT's tougher than IT sounds for this camper. I blew IT tonight at work with a piece of pumpkin pie and about a quart of whipped cream. Whoops. At least the crown I was supposed to get cemented on my tooth didn't fit today and THEY had to tear the tissue away to fit the temporary crown. Expensive bastards! 900 bones, brothers and sisters. THEY had to send my crown back to the lab and will try again next Thursday. I know. Exciting stuff. Now YOU see why I haven't written much lately. I have NoThing to share. Zippo. Zilch. The big Zero. Just NoThing interesting going on. Well, there's a couple things but I'm not at liberty to share about THEM. I guess the big news is the new kittens who got tested for all ailments and such today. Hope all went well. I gotta get back to finish my shift but wanted to touch base briefly for those of YOU still playing along. I salute YOU for doing so. Not much to come back to the site for, huh? Well, thanks for stopping and dropping in, and I am audi. Your pal and mine, smb