I’m in Vegas. I threw a surprise party for my brother’s birthday.  It was a lot of fun. I stressed way too much about it, but now that it’s over I can focus on just work. We went out afterwards to some punk rock bar, where they made me drink a shot of “ass juice” from a mini toilet.  Seemed appropriate at the time. I got a bit smashed and am feeling it today. Tonight he’s playing with the Spazmatics, which is a really fun 80’s gig. Then back to LA tomorrow. I’ve got two or three days to get my house, clothes, kit, etc, packed up and ready to go to another show. This time in Atlanta. At least it’s closer to Nola. I will do some weekend trips for sure. I was just in Atlanta this past week for a night. One friggin night. Flew there Wednesday, back to LA Thursday, then drove here (Vegas) with my mom and cousin Sam on Friday.  Go go go. I’m so shot. If I was smart (and we both know I’m not), I would just stay in tonight, watch a movie, take a pill and get some rest.  I have to drive us all home tomorrow too. Anyway, you crossed my mind, so wanted to update you, though I don’t know if you even read this anymore. Imtgis could just by mental and emotional masturbation. For now I’ll just imagine that, if only for curiosity reasons, you still look at this now and again.  I hope you’re doing well.