The Living Rockumentary

I'm back. I'm tired. It's black and white here. Flying from the tropics to the snowies was like Alice in Wonderland in reverse - from technicolor to black and white. I have many stories, I suppose, and many pictures. We had an excellent time and it's actually not great at all to be back home. I need another week or 30.

I read the Rockumentary and Your Own Personal Rockumentary and I listened to the four mixes (which is always scary after being away from them for so long, it could go either way.) I was very happy with what I heard and read, and I am ready for more more more.

In May, Las Vegas is lookin' good. Here's a whale on a wall behind a thing.