Bone Doctor Today

So the bone doctor will do his x-rays and say, hey, this stuff is really messed up and I'll tell him I think I already knew that. He wants to look at my pelvis because there's some anomaly. After breaking it in multiple places, I'd be surprised if there were not any anomalies. But some people like to look at gall bladders and others like to look at the pelvis. So my job is going off to doctors and I'll go...plus there's another one tomorrow.

The only musical thing that would be interesting is to try to get a line down for hexx's "Good Morning" song that I still can't spell right. Ah well, if I spell it right, the FBI will be around to check out why I'm putting Arabic expressions on my Web site. "Heya, gumshoe, it means good morning." Yah...

Sister hexx, I did do a twelve-bar loop the other day that you might enjoy and I'll send it over to you. I did it before you got there yesterday but maybe it's got some potential. Or not judging by the reaction at the gig yesterday!

Cezanne painted even when the arthritis in his hands was so bad that he had to have the paintbrush strapped to his hand. This isn't some myth from the legends of Impressionism as I've seen a photograph of him doing it. There's a bit more demand for a Cezanne masterpiece than my inimitable 12-bar loops but I suppose there's something to be learned.