Randomness Inc.

Today I visited the elementary school of my childhood.  Walking into the building I was nearly brought to my knees as a torrential downpour of memories assaulted my optic sensors.  There were the stairs, going to the upstairs.  There were the other stairs going to the downstairs.  Stairs!! YES!

I went to school in a small one room schoolhouse for the first six years of my elementary education.  Yes.  A one room schoolhouse. No, there are barely any of them left anymore.  Am I special?  Well I can’t say, but heck yes. I was actually in The New York Times (whoopty doo right?), which for me… was a pretty special moment.  To clarify, the New York Times didn’t really write about me specifically, but if I could find the article (ya, that’s impossible) I do have a cameo appearance which is pretty amazing.

I miss that school though.  Saying that I went to a one room schoolhouse for elementary education makes me seem really old.  All I need to say next is that I rode my horse to school everyday or something… that would really date me (I only rode horse to school one time… and that was just for fun).  I’m not very old.

Today the school boasts a booming populi of 6 young squires, beemishly ready to learn and explore the great realms of science, philosophy, maths, and everything else. And I almost envy them.  They get to grow up and live in the greatest place in the whole wide world.

I love the city brew… i feel bad for all ppl who don’t have access to this wonderful place.  Of course if you’re not from Montana, then you probably haven’t heard of it.  It is simply the greatest coffee place in the world… or at least in the great state of montana.

Montana is a very wonderful state btw… come chill out and join the league of champions.  or don’t… and just be lame.

Well hello my wuggles, its time for some meditation.  Close your eyes.  Breathe in and out slowly and picture yourself entering a building.  Suddenly you are in a matrix like place, except instead of there being rows and rows of guns and weapons there are rows and rows of instruments.  You enter another area where you are told that if you sit and play an instrument for a while you can have a free t-shirt and a chance to win a guitar.  Open your eyes.  This place is no fantasy, it’s as real as it gets.  Where is this wonderful place you may wonder?  A little store called Music Villa in the long forgotten town of Bozeman Montana.  It is a wonderful place, and if you ever find yourself in need of a musical release, come to this little town and find Music Villa.  While you’re there, you an also go skiing, hiking, fishing, camping, kayaking, rafting, you name it.  Anyways… peace.