Oh yeah, thank you much, Meggo & Y'all people... I did lose the dreadies, but I've got this Mike Gordon thing going on with the back of my hair that really kicks ass for the moment. I only had a little mold going on in one or two dreads that I couldn't really reach too well. Haha, it's all by coincidence. I bought two bottles of conditioner, used nearly a bottle and a half... yet alot of my dreads were so tight that I could get them to slide down a few inches to leave some hair, but I could't get 1/4 of them to come out because they started to get rock solid. I palmrolled the crap out of them. I'm even still palmrolling my non-dreaded hair, now. It's like an unbearable crack addiction, man. Seriously. Anyway, I thought about tossing one of my little frontal dreads in the case of a copy of Phish In Brooklyn... to terrify you with knottiness. (It was one of those dreads you were hellbent on making into two instead of three random ones). I actually thought about persuing a career in law today. Haha. I could have some fun with that. I'd love to become a NORML lawyer or something, but I have too much love within my heart for too many obscure things.
haha, man we really should grab a jembe and a guitar and sit on somebody's porch with a reefer stick and a liquor drink and see waht happens
Yeah... If we go on tour, I'd really like to bring a guitar, but I'm probably going to have to say goodbye to my Martin for awhile. It looks like I may head to Langerado, because I won my case, too. I'm not sure yet. I'm going to Keller's SPCA x-mas show.
