I am mixing some of the new songs.

At night, I cranked up the volume, went outside and I swear the entire building actually rattled.

Then me, Mitty and a guy called Titty did LSD, bought BBguns and walked around town.

I woke up this morning at Mittys place, with him passed out on the floor with his cat pawing around on him.

Bill Och Bull does not do or question much around here, but I got called into the studio office and they asked me just how the fuck I'm really doing. Yes, the beraucrats even used the F word, which surprised me.

And I'm good, never better.

At least around here someone says hello every morning.