Dreeeeam..

...dream dream dreeeeam.. dreeeeeeeeeam dream dream dreeeeam..

Justin Kreutzman talks about his dad (drummer for the Grateful Dead) banging on a drum at 14, getting to live out his dream, and I was thinking of how lucky I have been to also have had the chance to live out mine. Life is so short and you don't even realize it until you move closer to it's end. How many of you live your dream? How many of you are running out of time to give it a try? Don't wait. Justin didn't. He reached for the star and is producing a film for Paramount as a result.

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Happy New Year!

I mostly missed New Years Eve last year. I also entirely missed Christmas Eve and Christmas day. Being ill can do that to a person. But I find I am slowly on the mend, tho not yet back to work. I did have the stamina to attend a New Years Eve house party this year, which may be the beginning of a new *era*. May it be so!

The party's hostess, who has a karaoke machine, called to ask if she could borrow my mics, as the mic that came with her machine just *wasn't going to cut it*. (Does *any* karaoke mic *cut it*??) After a few questions about inputs, jacks and outputs I told her I'd do her one better. I'd bring my smaller PA system and run her karaoke machine thru it, enabling her to *borrow my mics* along with my Peavey speaker. I also offered to bring my minidisks, complete with my synth programming, to add to her songlist, and so she then pleaded that I *run the show*. Never having fashioned myself as the DJ type, and having no clue whether I'd remain conscious until 9 pm nevermind midnight, I therefore pleaded with my friend Deb to join me as a *DJ/Karaoke hostess*. The result? A Shurely wild time ensued! If there were no gravity I fear they would have been dancing on the ceiling. Strains of Brick House and Benny and the Jets still ring in my ears. I never had so much fun. Well except for playing live gigs with great friends, or the time Jonny Dark asked me to help DJ that one 6th grade dance, but I digress. If you asked me on Dec 31st if I liked karaoke I'd have smiled politely and half-nodded, mentally wondering about your ethics and/or taste (or lack thereof). As of Jan 2, having watched people enjoy themselves so thoroughly (this was a Christian crowd mind you, no alcohol) howling the words to everything from Patsy Cline to Bachman Turner Overdrive, I have to admit, I now love it. I guess one could say, I'm now a believer.

Yes.. I'm a believer.. I couldn't leave her... if I tried... cuz I saw her face.....