After the brief reprieve yesterday, it's back to business as usual - which makes April pretty much a wash. With any luck I'll make the rent but it's a mac-n-cheese budget. Forget about a salary or mortgage payment this month. There are quite a few people milling about the street but it doesn't seem like any are musicians today. Have averaged about one customer an hour for the entire month. Consider that most of these folks just wanted guitar picks or strings and it doesn't take a mathematician to figure out what color the bottom line is.

I'm making CD playlists to relieve the boredom. I've had the entire collection on random play for weeks now and it's still only about halfway through. When it gets to the end sometime next month I'll just shuffle it up once and start over again. But I think I'll make some macro collections and add them to the remote control. So I can punch up '3' for instance and jump to classical and maybe '4' for heavy metal.

Headed to Target after work. The last vauum cleaner bag outlived its normal lifespan about 300%. But there comes a point when it's blowing more dirt out than it's sucking in. While there, grabbed some more jeans - this time sizes 30 and 31. The 32's are starting to get too baggy. Thirty-one is about right. As I susoected - I can button up a size 30 and maybe survive in it for an hour. But the bathroom scale is now reading 159. Haven't broken that barrier since... well I never have. I last saw 159 and size 31 jeans at about age 16 for a very bried period of time. I don't expect to drop much more. If so, probably time for a checkup. I'm starting to work out a bit more to turn any extra tissue into muscle. I can even see the faint outlines of the mythical six-pack abs. That's been a long time as well. More like 12-pack abs or the whole case of beer.

John Tesh is now playing religious music. That was a predictable transformation. It also reduces the odds of hearing him in the mainstream ever again. Cool.