Vol. 08 No. 2 iss. 5

ok.. its been a minute since I have told anyone really about what is goin on in my life...

I wish something good as changed since Vol. 11 No. 26... but nothing really has...

But I will try to fill you in...


First, I have completed 20 Classik Rock Volumes for the DawnLadwig... aka. Punk. and I will give you the next set once I get there...
I really wanted to turn this into me bitching about politics... but I am too tired to try to make sense of that... besides America is going to shit... slowly... oops... my bad..

Moving on... I am officially on the job search for those who know anyone hiring... I need to make next month's bills... and currently its not looking so good for me...

Which then brings me to the biggest thing coming along in my life... is a Mr. Tom Petty... on the floor... at the united center... I am so stoked for this concert... I have seen him like 6 times... and this will be the closest I have been to someone I almost consider a god... holy shit... so excited... sorry to those who aren't coming with me... I wish I could help you out... buy tickets! there are plenty of you!!! and he is more than werth it!!! he is also the reason I am broke. that and going from full time to part time at werk... *censored*

the smoking ban.. fucking sucks ass... fuck IL...


and I am going for a smoke with Angie on the phone... to plan on our kick ass road trip this weekend... woo woo...

brb...

ok.. so I am going to Quincy this saturday for nothing but shits and giggles...
also.. WI is the best place ever for shits and giggles.. this past saturday ruled!!!

yeah WI...



I starting knitting and in turn got Dawn, Jackie, and Jenna knitting... I am an old maid... that shares her past times...
also I am a dork... proven over and over again to many people...



I love my dog... she rules... the bestest friend in the whole wide werld...


I hate white out with the sponge applicator... buying a 24 case of beer is far more satisfying than going out every night...


and I had my first panic attack since RE/MAX today... no good.. no good at all...

I love potatoes... either scalloped with cheese or twice baked oohh... love potatoes...
i love gail! for listening to my babble...

on three way with gail and dawn.. woo woo.. big pimpin'...

anyhoo... Martini ROOM... is not the same as my second home the Martini Bar... but it werks... its about the same... but hell... it no longer has Charolette's everywhere...


I need a new hobby p.s.




and I think this is about all I am good for, for now...


summation:
I hate the winter...
I miss many...
and...
"maybe somewhere down the road a ways...
you will think of me and wonder where I am these days...
maybe somewhere down the road when some one plays...
purple haze..."

best wishes..
rbg


p.s. the last set of classik rock volumes which are not finished:
vol. XII : Carole King Tapestry and Jefferson Airplane Surrealistic Pillow
vol. XIII : Janis Joplin
vol. XIV : Grateful Dead American Beauty and Working Man's Dead
vol. XV.i : CSNY
vol. XV.ii : CSN and some times Y... and their solo careers
vol. XVI : Creedence Clearwater Revival
vol. XVII : The Band
vol. XVIII : Loggins & Messina and Arlo Guthrie
vol. XIX : ______ Brothers (allman, everly, righteous, chambers, and doobie)
vol. XX : When We Were on the Eve of Destruction (comp by yours truly)

more to come!





and in final conclusion... I love a Dawn "Punk" Ladwig... a Betty Lynn... an Angie?... and a Schmags!!! ohh can chris bauler for making a special trip to give me a hug... thanks a bunch for everything today!!!
and Dawn wants everyone to remember Maggie's roast this past year... cause that was fucking hilarious!!!! fuck yeah...