I've been in New York City for the last two weeks.
That's where I keep my bed.

I've been doing sets and eating hummus.

I walk a lot here.
1 guy had a gun the other night.

He didn't point it at me, just showed it to me, even though I didn't know him.
He appeared smelly and cranky.
I suppose if you're going to be smelly and cranky, it's better to be armed.

Normal guy says, "Dude, why don't you take a bath?"
Smelly cranky guy says, "Because I have a fucking gun."
Normal guy runs away.

I don't carry a gun.
I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill someone
(a person talking on the phone while ordering coffee in front of me)
and get sent to prison.

Then I will have to use the toilet in front of other men.

I'm on the road a lot in September.

Orlando, Indianapolis, Charlotte.

I'll have more to report soon.
Here is a video of my favorite band of all time. Cows.
Enjoy.