I'm dead... mentally... emotionally... physically. I'll spare you the boring details... and to those of you who read this and misunderstand basically everything that I've written... well, I don't know what to say, just like I don't know where to begin. Seems loads of people have bad things to say about me, and the more I think about it the less I care. Phooey to all of you bastards. On the band front, there's been so much happening that its hard to remember everything.. .like the pictures we took with Meagan one night after practice at the Club House... the entire trip to Cali... etc. I posted the first part of the Cali story... hope you like it. We recorded our set from The Troubadour... unfortunately it's not mixed very well... I have no idea if the demo is done or not (I can only hope that it is)... I have no idea if I can even continue to commit to being in The Loud Pipes anymore. It's soooooo fucking hard to say anything right now... I'm in a bad bad place and I can't wait to get out. If anyone wants to, you can e mail me... that's pretty much the only way that I'm talking to anybody lately... sorry to all of you that I haven't called back. Merry Christmas everyone... and Happy Hanukkah to Pitt.