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I just peeled off a shirt to free my arms to write this post. Seriously. I pop a shoulder every time I hit the left 'shift' key. I bought a bad chair.

I poured a fifth of a glass of wine. Before I'm done, I'll have launched new wine into the atmosphere and spilled a bit of it into my lily-white t-shirt. The cork will end up under my bed, and I'll find it there next to a hastily scrawled setlist in someone else's handwriting for a band I used to be in.

Here's where we stand: I am tired of 'content'. I am tired of music. I will create more of both until the day I die.

The music is worth appreciating. The 'content'? Let's see...