I have discovered the cure for a hangover.
You need to drive down the expressway really fast, playing Andrew WK really loud, and do air guitar along with the rhythm guitar.
Make sure you only do the rhythm guitar and not the lead guitar. In the shape you’re in, trying to mimic the lead guitar is not a wise idea. It could be dangerous.
Last night was my wife’s birthday. We went out to eat at Union Street. When we were leaving a homeless woman came up to me. I usually walk right on past the homeless as they ask for money. It’s a well-known scam in Detroit that some homeless people make more than I do, and many are not even homeless. This woman, however, simply said, “please sir, I’m very hungry.”
So I gave her my leftover carryout.
With a soft and simple, “God bless you, sir,” she took the food and walked around the corner to eat meatloaf, mashed potatoes and lobster fettuccini.
It felt really good. I know it will taste a lot better to her than it would to me.
Heading to Paris in a few hours. Talk to you all on Tuesday.