Change (comes from within)
I have a friend who often told the many bums on the street of Athens, when they asked him for change, that “Change comes from within.”
Funny, but true.
I don’t think I have adequate words for how much I love my life right now. I just glided through a magnificent set of rock shows by the Truckers and Centro-Matic/SSG (and The Whigs, too, who are getting fantastic!). Of course, having had DBT in town and in the studio for a week was nice; I got to make ‘em food, have lunch with Cooldaddy, and visit with the out-of-towners that I never get to see. I was pretty damn happy about that.Plus, shit sounds BADASS in the studio – I do believe those motherfuckers are going to pull it off again. It looks like yet another stellar release is in the wings. Unbelievable.
Then Centro-Matic came to town, and crashed at my house – giving me even more reason smile and to cook. Sometimes it’s still hard for me to fathom how such an incredible band can possibly be sitting at my dinner table eating my soup; much less that they are people whose hearts I dearly love, and who love me (!!!uncontainable joy at the thought!!!) . The shows were fantastic. The people I met were friendly and fun. Having the Belton crew come in for Saturday night was awesome, and meeting the winners of the Nuci’s contest kicked ass since they ended up being some of the most killer folks there. The good things that DBT have brought into my life seem neverending…
All my friends were in great moods. Backstage stayed amazingly clear and uncrowded most of the time. There was only a little drama early on, easily resolved, and the rest of the time I felt like everyone was rolling along easily. I had no trouble with the boy tradeoff, though I did ditch the idea of introducing the two. Things are still too weird, and I’m still not ready. Other than that, everything went as planned.
I made it through the shows without a drop of alcohol.
Didn’t even want it, really! Havig Uncle Josh around helps – he’s such a great listener. Casey too – I have a true friend in that man, I am sure, at least when he’s sober. In fact, everyone supported me 100%. Even Damon mentioned that he and the band and crew were proud of me. I feel kinda like I cheated, because it really wasn’t very hard. To top it off, I got on the scales this morning and was 10 lbs lighter than I was on Jan 1. Living good is easier than living bad. Who’da thunk it?
I think if I stay on course I can actually climb out of debt this year, and if I bust my ass I can get in much better shape physically and keep my head above water emotionally. Not drinking has cut way down on my depression, and I certainly have more money in the bank. So, while I do plan to drink again on certain occasions after this 3-month trial is up, I’m gonna keep it much more in control…
2009. New president. New body. New life. More love. More rock. More living. BRING IT!
