Happy Thanksgiving to anyone checking in.

I almost hopped a plane to Reno, and then rented a rig to get me to Mammoth to see Rose, Bridges, Chief and Kass, but, folded at the last second. Too far, too quick, too much loot.

I spent the day cleaning the house, getting caught up on bills and tuning up freelance projects. Big fun, eh? Quite honestly, another shitty Thanksgiving for the books. Wish I was home at the parents. That would be the best.

Lots to be thankful for, every day.

Health, family, a good day gig, loot in the bank, a home on the horizon, freelance sweat, a big couch, cool weather, rain, a tuned guitar, warm bed, soft comforter, hot showers, cold drinking water, stocked fridge, good net connection, stack of discs, clean laundry, paid bills, clean thinking….

Highlight of the day was talking to mom and dad. Always uplifting. Always.

I plan on flying home in January or so, for a little vay-cay back at the ranch. Also, a NYC adventure is in the planning stages, with hopes of a big ol’ JetBlue flight outta Seattle to get me there. So cheap, so nice. So I hear.

CINCO is at “Defcon Apeshit.” Busy, with a final push toward the Christmas Holidaze. Busy motherfuckers. Always busy. Always apeshit. Good times.