I don't know who I was trying to kid when I thought I would write a basement song this week. With the revision on the script and finishing everything I need to get done before a family trip, old Scotty's out of time. The good news is, while I'm sitting on the airplane, I can actually write a couple basement entries, and maybe even a couple film pieces I've been thinking about.
What does this mean to you all? Not much. Another week of nothin'.
I'll be back in a couple weeks.
Have a good time. Go Tribe!