What You Can Do For Music?

You do what you can, but food comes first (most of the time). As you may or not have noticed, I haven't really been posting much lately, and I attribute that to my preparations to outsource myself.

What if I could work in a geographically independent manner? My preference is a nice secluded beach in Costa Rica next to a nice beach-house-club and decent sound equipment to throw some sandy parties

So I tirelessly toggle Ideas noting what sticks to the pan as I consult pen-pals (remember those days?) for feasibility.

What if I start a blog about outsourcing myself...but of course continue this one which will only happen if and when I make some more free time...

Right now I sit in a cubicle (an open one, mind you)...

...Sitting through a shitty band

Getting dog shit on my hands

Getting hassled by the man

Waking up to an alarm

Sticking needles in your arm

Picking up trash on a freeway

Feeling depressed everyday

Leaving without making a sound

Picking my dog at the pound

Living in a tweeker pad

Getting yelled at by my dad

Saying I'm happy when I'm not

Finding roaches in the pot

All these things I do

They're waiting for you

(Sublime - Garden Grove lyrics)

...or not