Thank you, San Francisco!

Thank you for cooler weather. Thank you for lots of traffic. Thank you for many people urinating on the sidewalk. Thank you for the Boom Boom Room. Thank you for Japan Town. Thank you for the Fillmore concert venue. And thank you for your many hills, which I walked up and down enough to realize I am painfully out of shape.
Most of all, thank you Bill Dow, from Chicago, who now lives in San Francisico, for letting us sleep on your floor.
Today I spent a lot of good time with great friends. We discussed many things, from the inconsequential to the incomprehensible. The themes that run through it all are the same, however, as they always have been: the delicate balance of art vs. commerce, Jesus vs. His followers, the struggle between work, wanderlust, and family-building, and most importantly guitar gear.
There is no tomorrow. No guarantee. More often than not, I have lived in the expected, assumed, and hoped for future because the today is disappointing. Not where I wanna be. Embarassing. Painful. So these days, I’m trying to do one day at a time. I’m trying to just deal with what I can do today, instead of everything that is tomorrow and beyond. ‘Cause you know, if you are always living for the future, you’ll never get there.
So, thanks for today. Today was good. Not the good I expected. And plenty of bad mixed in. But, it was today. And, as of today, that’s all I’ve got.