The Fireworks Failed to Impress

So happy July to everyone in cyberspace, just in case you didn't notice it was July or something. England was so foolish. All of this could've been theirs, but their traded it for weak tea and taxes. So no America for them. Now their just filled with regret over missed relationships. Or something. The weird thing about being a musician is things come in waves. A couple weeks ago I was about to die from everything I had to play for. This week I had only one gig, so I'm trying to stay productive. So I've been shopping for groceries at discount prices, cleaning, making potato carvings of Saint Jabanezer. Oh well, it's time to make spaghetti.