tg is old.
he likes to play music anywhere anytime.
he wishes he could still skate but his limbs are a mutinous lot.so he
pushes to the beer store.
by day [ partial ] he sits in front of a monitor [at deluxe ] and makes
sense of gonz's artwork and puts it on skateboards for krooked.
by eve/night he tries to write/play/record/ music. [ artcorn ]
he likes to use glue stick and paper.like kindergartners.
he likes wood boxes.
his son diego is 5 and rules.and is smarter.
his knees hurt as he's typing this.
he needs a beer. [ but it's too early. ]
he does lots of things.none worth mentioning but some people think
so.dumb and dumber.
he googles himself daily.
he has too many records and t shirts.most are in storage.oh and
he likes bill withers and coltrane.
he likes joseph cornell and rupert garcia.
he needs to stop typing and get to work.