Get Rhythm...when you get the blues...

Because inquiring minds want to know...an update...

I am here. That's about all there is to it. I'm floating in some schoolwork, trying to graduate in August (or sooner). I've been dealing with some deeply depressing events in my personal life that pertain to someone else and I won't mention them for confidentiality's sake of the other person and all...not here, not publicly. If you want to know then ask me. I might tell you. If you're far away and cannot ask me to my face...then call me (andrew and sarah), or send me an email.

Sidenotes:
1. New guitar (traded in Alvarez AD60K and Martin Backpacker) and got an Alvarez AD60CK...which is basically the best thing I've ever done and have enjoyed playing it immensely...but it is also the first step in consolidation of guitars to get to the Gibson Songwriter Deluxe that I really want. I'll include a picture of the new guitar, basically it's the same as the other Alvarez I traded in, only with a cutaway and a pickup for live play...the ring is for the rhythm...circle of trust?
2. I hate my math class.
3. RAing isn't going so hot, I need to do some individual programming...bleh.
4. 15 baby goats have been born in the last 72 hours (two of them have been solid red...which is incredibly rare).
5. Getting really excited about being an uncle.
6. www.myspace.com/hewtylermusic check it out....listen, admit that you are a lover.
7.I rearranged my room to get my bed away from those cold ass windows.
8. Still single...and not by choice. Had something good going for a minute or so, but that's part of what I can't discuss on here....BLAH.

And now a Johnny Cash song for you all

Get Rhythm

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues


Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the peoples' feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
Does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you're a mighty little boy to be-a workin' that way
He said I like it with a big wide grin
Kept on a poppin' and he said again

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues