TFFW...

...or, too funny for words.

A friend of mine e-mailed me today to tell me that a couple of young musicians I met the other day as they dropped off some materials for an upcoming interview thought I was, and I quote here, "the bomb."

That's the funniest goddamned thing I've heard all week. (And you shoulda seen these guys. They're so young and fresh and enthusiastic and cute, it almost hurts.)
Of course, they happen to know that this friend of mine IS a friend of mine, so naturally they'd say something nice. Still. I got a good laugh out of it.

Hey, isn't it great when the way you think about a subject that has long vexed you changes? Something that you've gone around and around with in your brain and in your heart countless times? (No, I'm not talking about that thing I was being cryptic about in my last post. It's something else to be cryptic about.) Then something happens, and you feel a shift in your brain, and everything suddenly looks different?

It's so freeing.

It's like I've freed up space on my hard drive for new material.

Bring it on, world.

(Oh, and about that other thing? More hoops to jump through. *Sigh.)