30 hrs. till ground zero - woo hoo!

I'm gonna tell you guys something - I'm not scared of going to the city of free booze - (even without my weed crutch) - why?

Never told you guys this, but I think this is what did it...

I was reading Pete Hamill's "The Drinking Life" - he's a writer, for real - newspapers and articles and lots of books - this just happened to be a childhood and alcohol memoir.

There's a point where he accepts it's destroying his gift for writing....

and shortly thereafter, after that and a story with a drunk girl on my bed and a broken taillight that I'll tell you about some other time ;) -

that was it....all I want is to be a writer - of stories, observations - songs...if it takes that from me it's not worth it. So I was done and it has been unbelieveably easy...but of course, I have another mood altering crutch - with less dangerous yet still slightly unknown defects - but I can go 4 days without it in a heartbeat.

So Vegas, bring it on - I will be clear for this one, boy.

RB