Peace Negotiations

El Dude in the Flat - April '07

Sometimes the fortress is too strong
Or the love is too weak
What should have been our armor
Becomes a sharp and angry sword
-Rush

Darth and I held secret peace negotiations last night on a small moon in the Outer Rim. I am pleased to report it went well. Cooler heads prevailed (only three protocol droids were beheaded by light saber and an Ewok was vaporized, but the little fucker had it coming). Nothing is final, but I saw my lawyer today and she sees hers tomorrow, so we appear to be on the right track. With a little luck and good timing, our divorce may be final before i leave. Amen to that. We both wish to end this destructive conflict and bring peace to the Galaxy. Then Fripp and I can rule the galaxy as father and son! Boo Yeah!

I kayaked yesterday on the Potomac. First time I kayaked in a year, but Madrid has no water. It was hot as hell, but great. I hit the shore exhausted, 3 hours and 3 16oz bottles of water later.

I also saw the Nats game on Sunday. They drove in the winning run on a double in the bottom of the 8th. Yo quiero beisbol!

Much to do with cleaning my shit out of the McLean house. The drums and keyboards are both with Fripp and I at Bryan's place. They will park here when I return to Madrid.

So I have been back in the US a week. Whoa! This six weeks will go fast, so see me now while you can. I am a perishable item!