I had a pretty fun weekend. We played at a place in Pa. called Chicks. We have friends that live near there so we always make a weekend out of it when we play there. Look at the site and you'll find pictures of us in there somewhere. Our bands name is Who's Johnny. We drank a lot of beer and ate alot of wings on friday night and then on saturday we played. It was pretty packed and the crowd was totally into it. It was fun. Then we went back to my buddys house after we packed up and drank more beer and ate more wings. He has a huge in the ground pool so we went swimming. By the time we went to bed it was about 5:30am. I had to get up early and leave for home. I had a ton of stuff to get done. I was on the road by 8:30am. It's a two and a half hour drive but I made it without falling asleep. I was solo the whole weekend. The wife and kids went to the in-laws for the weekend to attend a birthday party so I went to Hershey alone. It was kind of nice altough I have to admit that I missed all of them. I was sort of just blowing with the wind there. I had no one to watch after or to get dressed, no diapers to change. It was kind of nice. I just did what I felt like doing. No I didn't hook up or anything like that. Although the temptations were all there. Especially in the pool but thats a different story entirely. Some how loads of people always end up coming back to my buddys house with us after the show. Hey I can still look, I just can't touch. To be honest with you, if I did touch I don't think that I could live with myself. I wouldn't be able to handle the guilt. Those days are over for me. God knows I've had my share of random sex over the years. I love my wife and she's the only one I want to be with now. That is unless of course she wants to bring another women into the bedroom.....how can I argue with that. Yes Yes...I know...typical male response. In any event it was a pretty stupendous weekend.
In other news: I still havn't forgotten about my feelings from my last entry and have been making an effort to write more and just be a little more creative. It's working.....sort of. It's going to take awhile to fit that part of me back into my very busy lifestyle. I managed to write some interesting stuff down, potential song stuff. It's funny how life really alters the way you write. My songs now come out totally different than they used to. I guess I'm the same person but with a much different view of life. Should be interesting to see what I come up with.
Well that's about it for now. This weekend is the annual horseshoe tournament that one of my friends throws. I believe this is the seventh annual. Me and my partner(guitar player in my band) won two years in a row and came in second last year only because someone brought in a ringer. We (the players in the tournament) are all friends and are of pretty equal skill level. No one is really great and no one really sucks so it's always a battle to the finish. Last year one of the guys brought in a profesional horse shoe player. Yeah....I know, I didn't think there was such a thing myself. This guy litteraly threw a ringer every fucking time. It was re-god-damned-diculous I tell you. Needless to say everyone was fucking pissed last year. I mean we're not sore losers but it would be nice to have a little bit of a fucking chance. He was asked not to return this year thankfully. So me and my partner are on a mission to get our name on the trophy again this year. We are called "Team Guinness". The trophy is like the fucking stanley cup. You get to keep it for the year and do with it what you please. I think this year(if we win) I'll drink some beers out of it. Like that hasn't been done before. Wish Me Luck!
Later,ROB
P.S. I posted a few new pics from Chick's on my photo page if you want to take a look.
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Disclaimer: Reading this could bring a smile to your face, Then again it could bore you to the point of drooling in your lap. Hey I never said I was Ernest Hemmingway....Did I spell that correctly?