In a strange about-face, the president tries to hack medical marijuana off at the knees
It's been a couple weeks since my last entry and in that time, I've been less of a musician and more of a doting uncle, or a mediocre but proud best man, or a sleep walking kamikaze. Hopefully that will all make sense if you read this.
Wear your nice shoes to this show. They're going to get a lot of attention.
The reflective woodsman will be sharing stage duties with... uh... the Indigo Girls, apparently.