Nifty Noodles/ Thanks
3/23/05 West Coast Office, Riverside CA
I wanted to take a picture of myself yesterday, cause I was in the greatest mood ever for no real big reason. I was Home! I didn’t mind all the laundry or the bills. I reconnected with all my friends on line and on phone and in person. Wow they’re still there after three weeks and life is good because God is merciful! I was truly teary eyed most of the day to no explanation. Grateful, I am, for the efforts of my friends and colleagues in music. Bouyant optimism reigned. Even my “enemies” are at peace with me.

O.K. back to the happy grind…. Bryan Duncan

Nifty Noodles/ It Is Finished
3/20/05 Guelph, Ontario
David Rowe was up early as he is ready to go home immediately. I’m am staying in Canada an extra two days to play for a Celebrate Recovery program. I was dropped off as David was being taken to the airport. I’m staying at this really cool bed and breakfast … the London house. It’s an old mansion and it’s very cozy. It’s been snowing all day. I have a day off before this gig so I took a cab to the local sports bar to watch the second round of NCAA basketball. I pull for all the North Carolina teams… Duke, Wake Forrest, UNC and N.C. State…this year I’ve added Utah as it is my birth state. There are only three stations on the t.v. back at the mansion so I had to go down the street to watch Duke pull out a win.

Brian Bolger picked me up afterwards and I had ice cream and coffee at his home. Brian is the Recovery Facilitator here that I met last summer at CR’s international conference. There are several programs starting up here none are even a year old. But the enthusiasm is greater for this than the whole tour I’ve been on in Canada. There doesn’t seem to be much interest in Christian Music for the sake of music… it has to serve some grander purpose. Maybe that’s the case for all music anyway.

3/21/05 Guelph…
It seemed like a long wait for this gig but it was worth the stop over. There were people from nearly every town I’d been in this last two weeks who drove to this one gig.

The highlight for me was in a surprise description of finding recovery… I was talking about “switching addictions”… and said “finding sanity and recovery is like getting the cat off the curtains” ! what a great picture that conjures up. It took all day next day to get home and I am swearing I’ll never go on tour again… I guess I’m tired, hungry, hurt and lonely again.

I’m thinking … this morning I was walking the sidewalks of a little town in Canada in two feet of snow and tonight I’m dragging my bags to my door in California through the pouring rain half a world away.. Still I’ve never been more relieved to get back home.

O.K. enough already… Bryan D

Nifty Noodles/ Separation
3/19/05 London, Ontario
Ozzie was on target with me today… from today’s devotional...”In the old testament Personal relationship with God showed itself in separation…Abraham’s separation from his country, and from his Kith and Kin…. Faith never knows where it is being led…but it loves and knows the one who is leading”…. Sounds like the last two weeks to me. I’ve been away from home for three weeks, the last two have been out of my own country. I’m not sure what the point is for me here. Turn outs have been tiny and enthusiasm overall pretty low.

All I know is my calendar was empty at this point in time and I found myself accepting the challenge of a poorly defined reality. It feels like one of Paul’s missionary journeys except that I am not writing scripture in the process. My persecution is not of course for my faith either. It is the emotional beating that comes with stepping into an unknown future with a willingness to walk where I’m being led. “The root of faith is the knowledge of a person and one of the biggest snares is the idea that God is sure to lead us to success”. “ The life of faith is not a life of mounting up with wings, but of walking and not fainting”… that may be all that comes of this two weeks for all I know.

Tonight is a concert in a purple carpeted Pentecostal church where the Watoto African Childrens Choir is being announced on the marquee outside and there is no mention of our concert at all. I have an ear infection that is blocking significant hearing in my left ear and making me feel claustrophobic! I feel like I’ve got a bag over my head. There’s a dull roar coming from my left ear drum.

Once again it was a nearly empty facility. I gave one of the most pathetic pitches for sponsoring a child tonight, part of my effort on behalf of Compassion International and surprisingly enough we had three kids sponsored. (Kathryn, the 7 year old I was introducing people to was one of em) I was even more surprised that after struggling for the whole tour with a dry throat my voice seemed to be at about 90% power. I hit most everything without effort. Those who were there got a full concert and I enjoyed singing. It was snowing heavily as we were leaving the last gig of this official tour.

I am staying over to sing for a recovery program in the area on Monday. Back at the hotel I thought it was interesting that the movie “The Shining” was on. The movie that first stop on the tour reminded me of…. It’s an old movie about a writer that goes crazy in a snowed in hotel.

O.K. So there’s That.

Nifty Noodles/ Noodling at Niagra
3/18/05 St. Cathrines, Ont.
Relunctant to leave the Crown Plaza in Toronto we were enticed by the opportunity to stop by Niagara Falls and see it from the Canadian side. Spent a few hours improving my gaze… into the falling water and the mist and rainbows the cascade produced.

I realized I’ve never seen this wonder of the world in all the times I’ve been close. I held up the phone and left the white noise on several answering machines across the country… this is me sharing my life with my closest friends.

Bought a Canadian Flag and some “I was here” stickers… I took no pictures. And in a moment we were off to the next gig. We’re playing in a side room of a local church that one disgruntled man on the street referred to as the “wing ding” church. We were merely asking for directions and he offered his opinions in the process.

Tonight is a coffeehouse setting with tables, 11 to be exact. We’re talking maybe a hundred capacity. The cool thing is that with the lights down and candles on the table this gig turned into a real highlight. Small coffee house setting, made the small turn out fine to deal with. Everyone was comfortable and I even had smartalec comments from the crowd.

They were requesting a lot of stuff from the Quiet Prayers CD. I attempted a few tunes from the project, enough to appease and I was happy to have a smooth flow of songs after last night. All in all this was a reasonably happy presentation. They were with me and responded to even the goofiest of comments. I met some pretty cool folks after the show who open and willing to talk about the incongruities in their own spiritual experience. They seemed to be delighted that someone on stage was willing to let the gaps in faith be there.

It was still another long night as we drove to London after the show, got in at 2: a.m.. Ahh life on the road.

O.K. So there’s THAT bryan d

Nifty Noodles/ Toronto 53 Bryan 0
3/17/005 Toronto, Canada
Well at least the hotel was nice. I got to watch the opening games of March Madness Basketball Playoffs… Of all the cities I thought we’d have a good turn out in, Toronto would be top of the list. This may have been the toughest gig I’ve done in a dozen years. 53 people in the audience. The highlight was actually the little pitch I gave for Compassion. Holding up the little girls picture and saying “this is Kathryn, she’s seven and for the cost of a latte a day you could feed her, clothe her, and send her to school”… Still no one took up the offer.

I came back a few minutes later after a dull introduction. We had decided to use Canada Christian College’s Kawaii grand synthesizer. Big mistake. I could not find any of the fantastic layered settings I laid out before the show. Way too many options on this keyboard. My throat was dry and my attitude poor as I struggled with the set list. Nothing sounded good to me and though the audience was receptive it was just too obvious that no one was in this cavern of a hall. The sound was awful and the choice of songs was pretty iffy.

It ended on a good note though with the usual tunes and I even did an encore. I was grateful to find the lobby of the hotel at the end it was like the locker room after a sound trouncing. Happy to take the jersey off.

I had a lot of standing around time before going on. I wandered next door to hear a preacher speaking to an audience. He was all pumped about the possibilities of what God was gonna do for him. Everyone was enthusiastic about the fact that the next person they meet might walk up and hand em and envelope full of cash… all in the name of God of course.

I thought… “is that it… do we follow God in faith because of what we’re gonna get?” seems like a self involved religion to me. I think that started me on my down hill run of attitude.

Primarily cause there was more people there to see him talk than came to the concert on our side of the college. So yea, I’m self involved but covering it in an extra layer of false humility. I did have several people there who have listened to my music for twenty years. I can see there has been an impact on lives over the years cause they’re still around too.

But I can’t ignore sometime my disappointment with where God has chosen for me to be in the scheme of things. I’m somewhere behind enemy lines here. like a spy nobody knows is working. Even as visible as this tour was in relation to Canada Christian College there was an absolute disinterest in what we were doing here from the students and staff. Except for one extraordinary man and his wife, who’ve been to several of the concerts. John McDonald is a professor of biblical ethics at CCC and he and his wife have been a refreshing breath of air in a rather stale reality.

O.K. so there’s THAt…. Bryan D

Nifty Noodles/ Birthday
3/16/05 Hellville, Ontario, Canada
I could not have written the scenario of my life to date as I turn 52. Everything is different for me this year even from one year ago. I spent my birthday on a day off in the town of Bellville. We tapped this town out two days ago. I spent the day in a hotel room except to do a radio show interview with the local station across the street. I had a latte for breakfast at the corner café. Had dinner with Paul Rivard, a local singer I’m on tour with and David Rowe my soundman. We ate at Crabby Joes around 6:oo. It was completely empty. I don’t know where the people in this town are but I haven’t seen two hundred people all day. I was served a chocolate Sunday with a sparkler in it and we left for the movies… watched a cartoon called Robots. It had some funny moments but it was an obvious collection of all the emotional triggers people might want to see in a movie.

The highlight today was the many calls and emails from friends who remembered. My Mother, my oldest son, and seven friends….and then there were emails that I was able to pick up at the hotel… 15 or 20 I would say. I read a few guestbook entries too on my website where new acquaintances wished me a Happy B Day. I went to a local Pub down the street from the hotel to hear some live music. They opened with a countrified version a Stevie Ray Von tune and followed that up with an old Neil Diamond cut… I didn’t stay long.

It’s two degrees here and just walking back to the hotel is a dicey proposition.

So another year is in the books… I’m healthy, reasonably happy with where I am… and finding some serenity for what I cannot change. Tomorrow we’ll drive into Toronto to complete what looks like a triangle on the map. We’ll be singing at Canada Christian College. I’ve been asked to do the presentation for Compassion International for the rest of the tour. I guess I’ll work on that little speech. I’m hoping to hear a couple of local bands I’ve met at my shows or on the phone… LMT Connection sounds interesting on CD. It’s a similar style to my own… funk soul grooves. I heard a group on CD called Black Talon a “Lincoln park” sounding Christian band that I was impressed with. And then there is Super Chic, the band that toured this area just before I got here with the same promoter.

OK so there’s THAT bryan d

Nifty Noodles/ Bellville n Birthdays
3/15/05 Bellville, Ontario….
It’s my oldest sons Birthday… he’s 23 already. Called him twice starting last night. Never connected. Wandered around town today… bought myself a birthday present as my birthday is the day after my sons. It’s another birthday on the road. It’s the first one out of the country I was born in though. Found a gold ring with a sapphire stone that sits off center to the left. I thought it fit me pretty well.

By the time I got around to playin the gig I was thoroughly bored and hyperactive. The place was nearly full… seems like the crowds are growing with every event which is nice. I talked a lot from the beginning of the show. It was like I’d been in isolation for so long I was dying to talk to somebody. It was over too soon and the building cleared out in a heartbeat. Probably cause of the midweek scenario thing.

By 11 o clock we were sittin in a Denny’s having our late night “entitlement” dinner. “this is the emptiest Denny’s I’ve ever seen late night” I told the waitress. “There’s not a lot going on in this town after dark” she said. “There’s not a lot goin on in the day time either” was my recollection. But the audience tonight was a sharp bunch of cookies and they responded well to everything very quickly. I was in an elated mood by midnight…. It took me all day to get out of that tour hangover…it’s not a lack of sleep it’s more that your mind disconnects because there is no real familiar routine. It’s a stop and go reality and all the faces and places change everyday. My brain goes numb. I’m on autopilot. My blood is like jello… no circulation. It takes hours to actually feel awake. It’s a lack of true brain activity. I don’t feel like I can start anything because we’re due to move on. I don’t write and I read very little after awhile. My phone bill will burn off any possibility of a profit up here I think. I’m afraid to even see what the roaming charges are gonna be. Never the less I have to stay connected somehow… it’s more important than making a living at this point.

I did eventually hear from my oldest son. It was great to hear from him. “I’m an old man dad” he laughed… “hey” I said “wait till yer 52!”

O.K. So there’s that…. Bryan D

Nifty Noodles/ Off To Ottawa
3/14/05 Ottawa, Ontario
After an all day trip from Sudbury, where we just missed a mild earthquake, (or maybe we caused it), we pulled in around 7 P.M. to Ottawa… the capital of Canada.

We were downtown in a little dive of a hotel. I had the night off so we went to a local pub to hear some old fashion funk music… never did get the name of the band… but they were doing covers of Average White Band, Sly and the Family Stone and Jimmy Smith… they weren’t great but I know I wanted to get up and sing. I didn’t but I wanted to.

I slept in and then went to have lunch with a winner of some radio contest, and then to the radio station for an interview. Christian radio is in it’s infancy here and this tour is trying to build on the new realities. It’s hard to imagine that all the rules are new.

After sound check I had time to walk the streets of downtown. The church we’re playing at is one block off Bank street where there is significant Boulevard action. I went souvenir hunting. Found the best deals at the Salvation Army thrift store… three coffee cups… one with the emblem of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, One classic Canadian Flag with a gold border and one fun cup with the Canada’s “official bird”… the mosquito! All these for about 30 cents each.

I’m into coffee and I found a chain up here that beats Starbucks … it’s called Second Cup and I went to several in the next few hours. The hang time was a lot more fun here because I was able to walk to places to visit. On the road there is an incredible lack of freedom to move around on your own. It’s the total dependency upon others that drives me absolutely crazy. Someone has to pick you up and you have to wait to go places. Wait to eat, wait to talk, wait to play the show. It’s very much like house arrest. I’ve been on the road for a week and already wondering if I want to do this for a living. I miss what home I have left already.

But I made the best of my time. I went out and stood in line with the people coming to the show. I got a wonderful sense about Canadians. I think when I came on tonight that it helped a lot as the facility was one of those really old Cathedrals with a vast cavern of a sound. My tracks couldn’t be heard on the stage and everything sounded awful to me. So singing was just a matter of running the plays.

The real highlight was when one man wandered across the front of the stage like he was lost. Of course everyone watched him until he was out of sight so I know no body heard the words to the song…

when he came back a few minutes later and I realized that as I was singing I had taken time to check my watch to see how long he’d been gone. I was singing and timing the intrusion… that’s how disconnected I was from the presentation. Then I got tickled in the middle of the song about how ridiculous this whole event was becoming…and started laughing till the audience began to laugh and I eventually had to stop the track. The laughter with the crowd was a wonderful high in the evening. Sometimes I think God orchestrates these little chaotic moments to highlight to us all how we might enjoy life’s intrusions as we live through our moments together. That one situation seemed to be the glue to bond me to a new group of believers who all recognize the frustrations and distractions that fall upon each of us. Thanks Lord for that moment.

After the show, we packed up and after a quick stop at Tim Horton’s drove three hours to Bellville and checked into a 118 year old hotel.

Ok so there’s that…. Bryan Duncan

Nifty Noodles/ In Sudbury
3/12/05 Sudbury …
Sudbury is at least six inches north of the U.S. / Canadian border on my map. It was at least a five hour trip from the ranch we stayed at last night. We drove through scenery that made me think of winter movies I’ve seen…. “Jeremiah Johnson”, “Never Cry Wolf”, and “dumb and dumber” where the two idiots are on a scooter freezing to death in the Colorado Ski country!

Ontario, Canada has no really high mountains but more like lumpy hills and under a blanket of snow, it is a wonderland of rocks and evergreens. At one point it was snowing so hard we couldn’t see three feet in front of the car and eventually the road was completely white-ed out. Five minutes later we were in the sunshine and clear skies in the city of Sudbury. It has since begun to snow here. Sudbury is home to the “worlds largest Nickel” and the “worlds tallest man made structure” It’s a huge smokestack nearly 1500 feet tall. I got pictures with both of ‘em you’ll be able to see on the website at some point. Also Shaniah Twain is reported to have gone to high school here.

I noticed that she hasn’t come back.

The hall here is a tight little sanctuary and it sounds reasonably good. I came on at 9:00 PM, . I thought the crowd would be dead by then but I was wrong. They were up so much that I played a full set that included more humor than my normal sets and the songs were well received. There were people here who came from as far away as Toronto. One couple drove an hour and a half who had read my noodles in passing where I mentioned I was off to Canada.

OK so there’s THAT bryan d

Nifty Noodles/ The Road To Sudbury
3/12/05 The Road to Sudbury
Man it’s cold up here….there were 75 people at the first concert in Cambridge. Three acts on the bill and a pitch for Compassion International left me with about 50 minutes to sing a few things. The folks were warm at least. There’s a donut chain up here called Tim Hortons…”Timmy’s” they call it… it’s a popular stop and they have a contest going on where you roll the lip of the cup up to see if you’ve won a new GMC truck. Everywhere I’ve gone I see people chewing on the top of the cup to unravel the paper lip. So I came on stage chewing my own coffee cup. It was a fun ice breaker. “I didn’t win” I said “so I’ll be needing a ride to the next gig”. I played the usual tunes but finished with If You Pray For Me as an encore. It was a sweet moment and I felt a wonderful lack of pressure in my own presentation.

I had a great time … earlier at Teen Ranch, hanging out with the staff and touring the horse stables. They also have a training facility for hockey teams. Many world Hockey teams have trained here including the Toronto Mapleleafs.

The view is spectacular. There is still a foot of snow on the ground. It feels like being in that movie “Jermiah Johnson”. A fine mist of snow is falling almost all the time. I’m expecting a dog sled or some Mounties on horseback to come over the hill any minute.

We sat in the hot tub out doors last night. It was minus fifteen degrees Celsius and snowing significantly. There were icicles forming in my hair literally. This was a whole new experience. How wonderful at my age to experience new things and enjoy the moment I’m in.

This morning we are supposed to leave for the five hour trip to a concert tonight in Sudbury. We’re still at the ranch waiting to be picked up… a five hour trip… I sure hope there’s more than one “Timmy’s” on the road up.

O.K. So there that… Bryan Duncan

Nifty Noodles/ Oh Canada
3/10/ 05 Toronto, Ontario, Canada
I breezed through customs in less than five minutes. I had my luggage and was standing at the curb in record time even for landing in my own country. I should come here on a Wednesday more often. I came in early to sing on 100 Huntley Street, Canada's version of TBN.

It's been many years since I was here last... I haven't researched or anything but I'd say it's been maybe 8 years since I crossed the border at Toronto. Communication with the contacts here has been really poor. I have no schedule even now as to what gigs are, where and what time. No one picked us up at the hotel this morning so we caught a cab over to the Christian Broadcasting facilities. I was there early still and had time for make up. Mel Gibson was on the same show one guest before me!!! How about that. O.K. he was being interview by remote though... I wish I coulda done that! It's colder than...well I can't feel my whole body. I'm wearing all of the clothes I brought up for the next fourteen days at once. I played two songs, Blue Skies and No Words on the t.v. show and then later taped three more songs on just a piano. They played a 30 second segment of the new Music City release and I talked briefly about the new things going on in my life. I guess it looks to some like a "come back" attempt. I'm not coming "back" to anything but I guess I'm revisiting old haunts redefined as a person and redeemed from my poster child Christian past.

I did a radio interview with a talk show host in the local area....he's Drew Marshall... a true believer and renegade who believes that Christianity should not be the same old thing. He looks "military", tall and strong but unassumingly friendly. I could see him in the French underground or something. Talking with him you get the feeling he is getting more resistance from the church side than the secular. I liked him pretty quick. We shared views on addiction and recovery on the air. He pressed me about my particular "field" of recovery. I don't wanna go there. I don't wanna make my proclamations about my own struggle like I've said before. I wanna share a bigger picture about redemption.

We're staying at Teen Ranch, a posh "resort like" camp for young athletes. It's maybe an hour from Toronto, off in the woods. It's absolutely beautiful here. The first real concert is tomorrow in Cambridge, another hour a way. It appears to be a pretty relaxed schedule. I'm doing the concerts with a girl group called Carried Away, and another singer songwriter, Paul Rivard. I'll be writing more than necessary for the next two weeks I imagine cause I'll have lots of time to do it.

O.K. So there's that.... Bryan D.

Nifty Noodles/ Park and View
3/7/05 Auburn, CA
I might have just met the coolest “senior” pastor and his wife, of any church I’ve ever been to. David and Lisa Harris invited me up to play at their digs, (o.k. ministry)

Parkside…. It’s an undercover Nazarene church… “we’re tryin not to scare people off” he laughed. Actually I was a tag along to a testimony by Charlie Graham… a personal friend of mine who hooks me up with a lot of 12th step work!

A lot of the focus at this church revolves around their Celebrate Recovery program. David has a doctorate but he doesn’t flaunt it. His wife is a counselor and she floats about a foot off the floor most of the time. They renew my faith in “God’s friends”. Wow there’s hope to be unpretentious and honest about failures and struggles in be in the ministry.

Auburn, Ca. is in the rolling hills between Sacramento and Lake Tahoe. It’s a motorcycle paradise too. They even bought me a Harley Davidson shirt as a memento of the occasion.

I have hopes of returning in a month or two just for the fun of it. The gig itself was something of a struggle but the folks were very receptive. I sold everything I brought too.

That always helps… cause I’m dealing out of the trunk of my car these days. Recovery people are used to dealing out of a car trunk too I think 8). What a delightful time on the road. I almost forgot that I hadn’t been home two hours in the last nine days…. I’m leaving again for Canada day after tomorrow for 14 days. I’m just trying to make ends meet and let folks know about the new NehoSoul Band record and the radiorehab show online. When I’m rested I can be downright giddy about the possibilities.

Turnin things around in two days is a real chore now. Four loads of laundry,hundreds of emails and phone calls to stay ahead of things, and a check writing frenzy to stay ahead of the bills, The mail too piles up when you’re gone for weeks at a time. It was nice to be home today and get reacquainted with my own digs… my friends think I’m “isolating”…No I think it’s called “cocooning” in this situation.

More from Canada eventually…. Ok…So there’s that! Bryan D

Nifty Noodles/ New Dallas
3/5/05 Dallas TX,
I had a whole day gap in my schedule so I volunteered to play at a Celebrate Recovery in Dallas which shall remain anonymous. I was tired and lonely and I needed the meeting myself so it worked out. My voice has been very dry and I’ve been struggling to sing for the last month. I struggled too to present myself before the group… how much to say about my own experiences and what I am working recovery for. I’m discovering new things about Codependence and how it can go undetected in Christian circles as it looks like reasonable behavior! “preferring others above yourself” and “ not my will but thine be done”.

“recovery says ‘it works if you work it’” I told the folks at the meeting.. “I’ve tried to make it work by defining it”… you can describe and explain all the symptoms of a headache and it’s causes and prescriptions but actually still have one! There is something about spending lots of hours alone that leads to a great deal of “self dissection”.. I’ve diced my brain up like an onion on this trip. The changes in my life have been incredibly humbling creating a new wrinkle in my perspective on recovery. I’m afraid to make too many sweeping statements as I feel like I don’t know weather I’m coming or going.

Anyway I’ve come and gone through this day and I may never know the significance of it but I’m glad I took action to not sit in a hotel room all day and night.

So there's that …. Bryan d

Nifty Noodles/ T.V. Promotions
3/5/05 Dallas/South Bend TX,
I flew all night to get to Dallas for a morning t.v. show “At Home”. I’m spending three days on the road alone. Renting a car and driving to promote Music City Live.

I haven’t been on the road alone for a lot of years. I still remember the first five years of my solo career. Traveling alone all the time... not aware that the lack of connection with friends and family were doing a great deal of damage to my sense of belonging. But I don’t have a choice if I want to keep playing music. It’s a necessary risk… I’m trying to stay in touch with friends on the phone and it hasn’t been too bad at least short term.

I played at 8:30 am then got a hotel room and slept all day to make up for no sleep all night. I stayed up all night as I had to get the rental car back to the airport at 4: a.m. to catch a 6: a.m. flight through Detroit and on to South Bend, Indiana. Lesea Broadcasting has a facility there where I did a t.v. interview and a live t.v. mini concert in the early evening all to push the new project and try to get the ball rolling in the old stomping grounds. The last time I was here was an outdoor concert at this station where I played with Steven Curtiss Chapman for the first time and realized that he was gonna be a big deal in Christian Music.

It was snowing heavily and I was an hour and a half late getting in to south bend. It went well. I did an interview too on their radio broadcast with a great host who was new to Christian Music and I found myself having to reintroduce myself and my past. It felt like applying for a job you’ve already held for thirty years. I played to a small live audience that was broadcast Live… I was surprised there was really no Host of the show just me. I played about seven songs I think and the whole thing was over by 7:PM.

So I spent the rest of the evening alone in a hotel room again. I watched the new Ray Charles movie…which kinda of reminded me of the business I’m in, on the road all the time, self involved, removed from family responsibility facing addictions and distractions, pushing to define something successful. It was almost a predictable movie as I have lived a lot of this myself on a minor scale. I was grateful for my own smaller success… not having to make some of the tougher decisions that come with power and success and big money.

I guess I’m saying I’m glad I wasn’t that big time… it definitely has a negative side.

I have no entourage to get into fights with. I think “Hit the Road Jack” might be my theme song for the next month. I’m back in Dallas tonight at a Celebrate Recovery program… and then Costa Mesa Ca tomorrow and then Sacramento on Saturday and Sunday.

O.K. So later Bryan d

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