“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” …except for the first part…

2 04 2009

The last month has been so crappy I was ready to change the URL of this site to www.fmylife.com …but that’s already a site.  So I didn’t.  Where too begin… We found that we could fund our dig for another three years if we  went to a theme park and signed off on it with our approval, little did we know that Newman was going to turn off the power grid and let all the dinosaurs lose.  Just kidding.  The truth is much worse than being hunted by Velociraptors

So, like a month ago I cotracted the dreaded bird flu.  I was trapped on the toilet with a bucket in my lap for days, and it totally sucked.  Then, as soon as I got over that, I immediately got a really bad cold, and Priscilla got it too.  The colds lasted for about three weeks until they started to get better, and Priscilla’s developed in pneumonia before it was all over.

THEN, Priscilla was driving our Ford focus in an ice storm and went off a freeway onramp spinning around into the guardrails and our car was completely totalled.  $12,000 worth of damage.  That sucks.  So we needed a new car last minute, and being musicians we don’t usually have scads of cash lying around for down payments… But we were able to get a new car, a Honda Element, which was cool because we’d been thinking about getting one of those for our next car anyway…

BUT THEN stuff got poopier.  Our new Element got broken into by someone, they smashed the drivers side window and hit the door, which sent glass flying everywhere including the ventilationsystem… $1600 worth of damage.  And he stole my GPS that wasn’t even out in the open… so it was a really lucky guess, or they had staked out our car before… So we’ll probably have to move soon too because this place sucks so much.

AND, I just got the flu again.

All this when we really should be paying attention to the radio promo that’s going on for our new album, but we’re not, we’re sitting around in our dirty little apartment which hasn’t been cleaned since the plague struck.  These recent events have sucked both the will to live and to blogout of me, so, I missed a few entries I wanted to do, including the story about how I accidentally kicked a bouncer in the balls.  I actually started that, got done, forgot to save, it got deleted, and I hate everything too much to rewrite it.  We’re supposed to be taping a tv show on Saturday and my hairstylist is out on maternity leave too.  WTF?

I still feel like my butt, and the world has passed on with out the Priebe’s… I have no clue what’s going on.  We’ll have to look into that…

That’s all for now…

David

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