rythym of our lives

there was a situation tonight in la jolla where i couldn't pull myself up onto a life sized fiberglass cow statue, so estelle reached out her arm to leverage me over the top. this was right across the street from where we'd spent the last hour rocking out to the best music you've ever heard. the cats jamming and jamming to the shwank tonight are some of my favorite people ever, and the music, the vibe, the zeitgeist of shwank is something i believe in.

i was asked some tough questions tonight, as we sliced through the night to get to the show on time. i've had a rough weekend, done some stupid things, and am trying to sort out conviction from self-loathing from guilt from restoration. and i'd like to learn some self-respect at some point, too. but right now, just like i've been doing with friends for years, i made a "new deal".

and things are moving in a good direction. shwank's going to be playing more often - keep an eye out for them. and i'm grateful for friends - jenni, estelle, cindy, janelle - who'll share the benefit of their P90X workout with me to help me up onto the cow.