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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

THE NUMBER 8

As a child, my favorite number was 8. I think my favorite color was blue, but today I hold no values over any other, whether it be numerical or light based.

At no point in my life was ever pleased about receiving chain letters, chain e-mails, or any of that type of nonsense. I prefer other nonsense.

Mathdude tagged me for crazy 8's, and will oblige, but only because mine will be better.

8 things I am passionate about:

My life with the Legal Diva
Listening to the solo section of 'Rock Bottom' very loud.
Guitars
Guitar amps
Cooking
Reading history
Travel
Recording Guitars plugged into guitar amps

8 things I want to do before I die:

Make my vows to the Legal Diva
Own a home
Visit Patrick Henry Village (Heidelberg)
Walk around inside 68b Schofield Place
Own a mid-seventies Marshall Plexi 50 watt
Write something worth reading that is longer than twelve pages.
Hang out with Ace Frehley
Grow my own

8 books I have read recently:

The Story of Britain -
The Wars of the Roses - Allison Weir
The Last Plantagenet -
Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar - Edgar Rice Burroughs
The Return of Tarzan - Edgar Rice Burroughs
Tarzan and the Ant Men - Edgar Rice Burroughs
A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
The Hotel New Hampshire - John Irving

Comments:
Tarzan and the Ant Men is an awesome book. You, my good man, know your lit!
 
A true classic by any measure.
 
You and the Hutchison's and your Tarzan...
 
Derek is playing rhythm guitar with Ace right now.
You should get to one of the shows and go backstage!

That will take care of one of the b4udie things.
 
See, was that so bad? It gave you something to write about and express yourself, and now we have new reasons to ridicule you! Hey, BTW, Pistols wrote something for you.
 
you seem to have an obsession about certain places you've lived. that's cool. i've got a desire to go visit that place we lived in when dad was in vietnam.
 
I think it has to do with my longing for a simpler time. Damn, we had it good when we were young.
 
We did indeed...
 
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