Friday, August 9, 2024

The sick dog

 

Did you give up the funk, Grace?   Don't turn your mother up!  She does your makeup!  

Congratulations on your Opry debut.  You are well on your way to being the next Taylor Swift, if that's what you really want.  That's a gorgeous photo of you in front of the mirror.  You look absolutely stunning in that glitzy mini dress, and your performance sounds awesome.  I look forward to watching it on YouTube.  Don't worry so much about numbers, Grace.  Focus on creating excellent original music.  You have plenty of time to perfect your vision, and you have people who love you and give what they have for you so you don't have to suffer for your vision.  This is more important than numbers.  Please be grateful to God for what you have.  P.S. Love the cake!

It's a shame that you had to replace Eric.  He's a great bass player and has great enthusiasm on stage.  I'm sure you will get the lineup you need, just be patient and keep working at it.

Carl Jung was a sick dog.  A sick dog that a boss kept hidden in a box in the mansion.  Someone freed the sick dog, and it made the cattle sick.  Jung believed in the unseen but he refused to have faith in God.  What a waste of intelligence.  God guides whom God wills.  Jung is dead now, so he knows for sure.