I'm listening to Dio right now. Holy Diver..... "Jump on the tiger, You can feel his heart, but you know he's mean, Some light can never be seen!" I don't know what the hell this song is about, but I do know that it f'n rocks... The picture on the album cover is rad: there's this huge monster/devil type thing standing like Godzilla behind some crazy fiery mountains... it is pretty awesome and makes me want to go get hesh. I did some pretty hesh "Holy Dives" last night at the lake. Worked on my Flying Squirrel technique some more... got one to stick pretty well which felt awesome. I then proceeded to do an impressive back-flop on my last attempt. That wasn't fun at all and probably looked pretty horrible. It almost knocked the wind out of me and felt like someone had taken a huge wet towel and whipped me across the back with it. The kids at the lake are funny. I had a cannonball contest with a few of them last Sunday. Now every time I see them they ask me if I'm gonna do some more. I am in the cool crowd now, which is awesome. And to think, it only took me 26 years. I love going to the lake. It makes me feel like a kid again. Kids are funny. One of them asked me why I always come down to the lake so late. I told him because I have to work for a living. He looked at me with an expression that said: "Why don't you just quit your job so that you can hang out at the lake and do cannonballs all day long fool." If only I could. If I was a few years younger I'd ask the super hot life guard out on a date. But I'm not so I won't. After the lake I rode my bike down to the market to pick up some food for dinner. It is about a 20 min ride each way. Riding fast in the cool night air is great, especially when you pass people on bikes wearing spandex when you are wearing cut off Ben�s. Everything is a race. After a filling steak dinner I went down to the studio and got my punk rock on. It was a good jam session, I felt like I was really in the groove last night for some reason. By 12 o'clock I was beat and I crashed out as soon as my head hit my pillow. It was a good day.
--Capn� Norestfor S.S. Thewicked