Thanks, guys radiomeddows LoverOfTheBayou and flower-king-of-flies for getting me into such beautiful men. I mean just look at them.  And more importantly HAPPY EFFING BIRTHDAY, ANN!!!! 😊

Just...ugh, guys. I love you soooo much. And I've stopped wanting to become a keyboardist/organist/pianist because I was watching Keith Emerson's Improvisation and I was just watching his fucking hands. Holy shit. And worst of all, I have developed a hand fetish for guitarists and keyboardists. It's not good. And I don't want to become a drummer either because of metal and prog. THEY'RE ALL WAY TO GOOD FOR ME! Neil Peart and Carl Palmer are the reasons.

Yesterday all I listened to was Tom Petty and I really felt bad. I don't know what it was though. He's a fabulous musician and such a unique voice.

I got tagged to do another photo tag.

My sex life is...broken glass and ripped papers. Damn... it's kind of true.

Crap, I got caught from the fashion police.

Wow... Tag yourself. I'm Rog.

Oh...God. What did they do to me?

Conclusion: PROG KILLED MY DREAMS BUT I LOVE IT ANYWAYS and I will post another chapter today.

Peace, hugs and lots of love
💚Geez💜