a happy day in a week of glum
LA is kicking my ass.
My job?
kicking my ass.
My music career?
More like stinging my ass like a wasp
on cocaine.
It's rough going out here,
it's a mean city full of lost
people with shattered dreams,
and tiny dicks in big expensive cars.
I swing back and forth between
being pretty miserable and feeling
rather hopeless, and feeling really
good like anything is possible.
I got some good news today,
and I'm coasting on that for a while.
Remember that contest with
the song about legalizing marijuana?
well...
I won.
A thousand dollars!
holy shit.
I didn't win first place,
but then.. I didn't deserve to,
the guy who won made a much
better commercial than mine.
So I want to thank you for voting,
if you got a chance to.
I have a lot of emails to reply to,
from people who entered my little contest.
But each one makes me feel great,
so it's a happy task.
I haven't decided who to write
a song about yet, but I'll find
a way to choose and get that done,
and get it posted up here for you.
In the meantime,
I hope you're staying warm,
I had to use a thin blanket last night,
it dipped into the fifties.
much love,
-p