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10.10.2005what i am going to write about is the dream i had about Kenny last night (sorry my darling, I couldn't find anything newer that was worthy of you). i was at a solo show and he asked me to come up and sing with him. i couldn't see why not so we went back stage (during the show) to figure out what gorgeousness we could come up with. he showed me a book with something that looked like chinese apparently it was sheet music but nothing i knew or was able to read so i asked "do you know blah blah by blah?" KM: no How about blah? KM: no how about blah? KM: no ok ok!!! i know!!! anything by fleetwood mac?!?!! KM: nope. so he suggests something and i say sure because the audience is starting to think about a riot ("I think he left?!?" "WHERE THE FUCK IS HE?!?!??") its joanie mitchell i should know the song but i don't and i have to sing a capella because kenny, who is supposed to be playing piano, is sitting on the edge of the stage getting a pedicure. .: posted by landry 11:41 PM
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