Picture Story. (I'm pretty tired so it's not too exciting... I'll edit it!!!)

        This last weekend I went to Nashville, Tennessee to record the greatest project I will likely do anytime soon.

I didn't do that much when I was there- mostly I stayed in a room and sang my best (considering).  I slept there.  I read there.  I recorded there.  In that room there. 

However.  I did escape from time to time.  I ate really good southern food.  I had a waiter who spoke with a severe accent and called me "bossman".  He was a really big black guy.  He gave me these:

I ate them with delight.

I'm getting ahead of myself. 

So...

I got on a plane and went to Georgia...  everything was going swimmingly at this point.

 Emily (whose picture here I like) dropped me off because my family went to a play and I needed a ride and a friend and someone who wasn't going to dissapoint.  Not this time at least.

So.  I got on this plane and went to Georgia.

First I watied.

Then I went to Georgia.  I left at 11pm and got to Georgia just in time to see this:

I watched that for about 15 minutes and decided that I was "hella" tired.  I took a seat by my gate and waited till the time to depart came.

::begin dream sequence::

::awakes::

::realizes no one is around::

::freaks::

I ran up to the ticket lady (because her actual title escapes me right now) and before I could get a word out she told me "the plane took off 10 minutes ago".

"there's another flight that leaves tonight- I suggest showing up on time for that one".

I was genuinly shocked.

::end dream sequence::*

I got up and went to the (stewardessish?) lady and she told me, "Almost missed it!  We're closing the gate now!"

Sit down.  Fly the half hour to Tennessee and begin my journey.  I got to the airport to find myself very much alone.  No one was there to pick me up.  Then Ryan called to let me know he was running late.

Oh... you don't know about Ryan.

God's an interesting being and whoever says that He doesn't have a big fat plan for His people don't know what they're talking about.

About 8 months ago, my good good friend and very dear bandmate Aubrey

got us a gig playing his friends wedding.  He has this way of arranging things.  He's like a musical matchmaker- putting people who belong together- together.

Anyhow, we played the wedding and Ryan was enthralled with us.  8 months later he's producing my album with that wonderfully musically inclined brain of his.  For next to nothing.  Because- I have next to nothing.

Yet he was willing and he said that this was the best project he has yet to produce.  Which was a genuinly kind thing to say.

And no, this isn't the first thing he's produced.

::Kicks Can::

Howver.  When we weren't in the above room we escaped for Ice Cream.  By we I mean:

Danielle.  Ryans Sister.

Mike.  Who looked like this most of the weekend.

Ryan and Rocela, Ryans wife.  And Modango- thier unborn child who I have somewhat appropriately named at this point.

We had ice cream, wonderful drives, mic pickups (I recorded on a bajillion dollar mic by the way), food pickups, house gazings, showgoings... ect.  It was pretty amazing even though time was severely limited.

Ryan played a show with Lovedrug which I think is a pretty huge frickin deal.

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We made an amazing project which I look foward to blessing (hopfully?) your ears off with.

I learned alot and when I am awake I will tell you all about some key points.

I'm recycling a bible study tommorow.  It feels gross but I need to.  I commited to cover for someone 4 days before with a terribly full schedule.  Feel free to pray for me.  And the kids.  Lord wants me to.

However. I am getting side-tracked... I am posting this because the last day of my trip was truly amazing.

Back to God's huge plan.

A while back I met a friend whom I got only to spend one weekend with.  We were totally blessed to get to know each other and enjoy anothers company.  It was great.  To make a long story short- I give you 2 Thousand Words and an abbreviation of Gods plan on doing things never thought possible:

I give you Winston.

We had lunch with his very fine and upstanding friends.  It was soooo great to see them and him.  Hands down the best part of that weekend.  

More to come... this is just an intial update/shock report.

Here's to more roads:

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* One must always remember that when dream sequences begin they must be clearly ended.  Otherwise, everything can be subjected to being considered a dream.