I kind of hope I get to live in that apartment on Milledge now, cause it has a very certain feel. A good fall feel. I can see myself watching movies there and fingering guitar licks. It's just that kind of place.

It feels very fall like. I wish someone special would walk into the woods with me. There is a house I want to see.

Walk into the woods with me
there is a house I want to see

I can see my writing getting rabid this fall.

Infused with the potion.

Send me a tape of your voice.
A whole record label of tapes of your voice.
A whole catalog of tapes of your voice.

I had a good/goof time with Cathy drinking in her car last night.
Good stories of eating pot brownies and what happened.

If Green Bean Go was a season, it would be fall.

Also, I'll be downtown tonight. Shake a boot.