Funkville

Spring is officially here and I still got nothin'. Not sure what is going on but the train to Funkville arrived a few months ago and as much as I want to ride this train back to Happytown, I'm staying in Funkville for a while longer. At least Funkville has a lot of bars to drown sorrows in and comfort food restaurants galore. Funkville also has no gyms. Is it that bad of a place to be? It is. I know. I'll work on getting my ticket outta here as soon as I can.

One funny story for you before I go...

A night out in Napa. It's been the best of times, it's been the worst of times. Saturday night leans toward one of the better nights I've had in this town of 85,000. Played a little pool, met new people, hung out with some folks I haven't seen in a while, and ended up meeting Alfred Nevarez from All 4 One. Don't act like you don't have "I Sweeeeeeaaaaaar by the moon and the stars in the skyyyyyy...." running through your head right now. He and his two friends were up from LA on a motorcycle trip and of all the people out on Saturday night (A LOT for some reason) we ended up hanging out with them! In case you were wondering, that song was playing on the bus when we were going to prom my sophomore year in high school. It won a Grammy in 1995. I LOVED that song. He was an awesome guy to boot*. He and his group were a fun addition to ours and the night ended up being really, really fun. Napa sometimes has it's benefits.

Cheers to random nights out - may they be more than you ever expected.

*What the heck does that expression even mean? "to boot"? As you know, I'm an word/phrase history nerd so this is where it comes from..."Boot here is an archaic noun meaning 'advantage,' and in the idiom has been broadened to include anything additional, good or bad. [c. a.d. 1000]"