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Day Twenty Nine (Year Three)

So, R. is seeing Bob Dylan at Wells Fargo in DSM tonight.  I'm sort of jealous, I've got to admit.  I'm sure I'll hear awesome stories about the show at some point, though, so that makes it okay.

Still blogging from SL's mom's house.  The internet people lied to me again.  Tomorrow, they claim, all will be up and running.  I wanted to laugh at them, but still.

Picked up the guitar for a bit this afternoon, after all of the frustration of the CenturyLink people.  I'm not surprised that blues came out of my fingers.  Clapton stuff.  "Nobody Knows You When You're Down & Out."  Felt good to have some music underneath my fingers after spending what felt like an eternity on the phone.

Started to get a few ideas for the long discussed power pop record, too.  That was a cool feeling as well.  I'm not sure why the optimism is flying as high as it is for me right now, especially considering everything that needs to get done in the next few weeks, but somehow it feels like some sort of recorded progress will be happening soon.

Also of note right now, I'd really love for the net to be hooked up soon, because I've been wanting to talk to B. lately about hard rock stuff.  Maybe tomorrow night she'll be on Skype when we get home from being gone.  One can hope, right?

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