traveling to the town of history

well my friends the cable is in and the notes are out of the basket. I will be working with my trusty first mate to bring a new form of music into a cd. He will be the greatest ever andthe noise will be a miracle. Wine in my belly and birds in my eye I write with the trust from the other evil patrens of Evlode. creeping in the dark I trust that all of those crazy mistresses are tucked away and well bedded. For now I say Crabs and keep eating the rye bread in the house it STINKS!