I went to Java Head with my dawgz from orientation and the best human on the planet this evening. It was open mic night for music.
Man. I've gotta start making that a regular part of my schedule.
That is my goal... by the end of this year... to sing some of my stuff in there.
I haven't touched my guitar since I moved back home (2 months)... but my voice class is going very well. My creative juices seem to be flowing again with my writing as well. And I'm obsessed with this website crap now too. I need to get back into the game.
I just loved being there... in a crappy cafe witha bunch of other dreamers who were sharing their dreams.
Well, I wanna share my dreams too, damnit.
And some of the guys that performed were just horrible- but I was in total awe of them because they got up there and put all their insecurities in their pockets just so they could tell their stories. That takes big balls. They risk the possibility of being laughed at, mocked, criticized and shafted. They do it.
Totally amazing.

If you see me... remind me that I HAVE to do this, and soon.
If you play guitar or another instrument and would be interested in working with some lyrics and a timid singer... call me.
Arg! It's times like this that I wish Don was still here. He was the only person I actually got up enough courage to sing for. I want to work with him so bad. He is an amazing musician, person and inspiration. If I thought I had a shot, I'd drive over to Pheonix and force him to record with me right now. Goodness... if I could spend the rest of my life doing whatever I wanted... I would sing. Write it... and then sing it.

I WILL DO THIS.

It's just too strong... too powerful. This drive is just too important for me to let my insecurities and fear keep me from accomplishing my dreams.