Thursday, November 10th, 2005 (early in the am)

I didn't get to play tonight. It's going to be once a month for me. Starting next Wednesday from 9:30-10:30. I had a great time however this evening. Made it out to Funk night for the first time in three weeks. It inspired me to make some breaks remixes of Funk tracks. Make up my own set of Funky Breaks. The way I see fit. Funky and Breaky...at the same time. It'll work out perfectly. A fresh sound for all to hear. Can't wait to record. Which reminds me of a time...

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Not even a week after I got my decks. The date was around May seventh or so. I got home after a late session in the studio and walked up to a broken-in doorway....

First instinct: Run downstairs. Make sure babies weren't damaged, or worse, stolen! As soon as I found my turntables still in tact in their original position, I called Ray. I didn't panic until he mentioned something about the robbers potentially still being there.

Second instinct: Call police. Get them there as soon as possible to put your hard earned tax dollers to work. He got there in about 10 minutes or so. I, in the meantime, was frozen at the botton of the stairs.

Third instinct: Call someone and talk to them to make sure someone knows if you get hurt. So I talked to Ray, he was already in a cab on his way over.

I hear a sudden knock on the door. Terrified to answer it, I opened the door anyways in hopes it was the cop or Ray. It was the cop. I was relieved to know that YES in fact they did enforce other things other than parking and speeding violations. Then Ray came along, and of course, for a split second the cop thought Ray was the bad guy. Only a split second though because one look and the cop could tell he was a wuss. : )

Anyways, this brings me to my point.

Personal Need #3 - Sense of security.
As long as I have this sense of security, I feel like I can take on the world. Once it is gone, life is a struggle.....until I get over it that is.

Carpe Diem - as I used to say....but really in plain simple English....

SHIT HAPPENS...