*I guess I should have checked my intinerary more closely because I really wasn't in NYC as my district manager mistakenly told me. I was in Long Island. In my mind Long Island sounded cool, but really, it was no different than being in Minnesota. It was pretty sweet though hanging out with the guys from Korg USA and hearing from the guys who developed such legendary keyboards as the Andromeda, M1, Trinity, Triton and now the new, amazing OASYS.
*Speaking of New York, I thought New Yorkers were these great drivers who always new where they were going. The guy who picked me up with the car service got lost for two hours. The joke's on you though, Guitar Center. It certainly wasn't my dime.
*Hi Jessie. I'm home.
*Sorry about the boredom of this blog, I'm just depressed about not following through on "Operation Derek Jeter Deserves the Same Fate As That Stupid Lead Singer of INXS". Jessie, you're not allowed in New York until Mr. Jeter falls in a vat of acid (like The Joker in Batman I).
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Hey, I brought that vat of acid, but the bellhop said you had just left. I followed for a while, but I was distracted by the shiny windows and obvious furniture. Then on my way back I left the vat in the hands of an elderly woman for a while while I perused the purses at the discount mart. When I got out the vat was there but the acid was gone. I am sooo sorry.
Marty,
I seriously doubt the claims that Brad has made about bringing you a vat of acid. How did he get it there? There is no way he drove it and can you seem him getting it past security at an airport? I love Brad, but he is plain out lying to you. Just thought you should know. Cute dogs!
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