Texhoma, I Still Love You...But Hand Over The Bob!

Last night was pretty sweet. Johnson and I rode with Colton and Shawn to Muskogee where we saw what could have been Texhoma's last show...forever. They lost their bass player, Derick, and were forced to play with a replacement last night. I can't go into detail about why he left, but he did, and that's all you need to know lol. I gotta say, their last show was their very best...even Bobby said it was. The reason this is strange, is that there were hardly any people there. The place they were set to play was changed at the last minute and a bunch of people, I'm guessing, didn't know. The Holy Spirit was so thick in that place when Texhoma played, it was great. We probably should've stretched before the show though, Johnson pulled a groin muscle and our necks are a little sore from headbanging. There is one good thing about Texhoma's breakup though, Bobby is going to church camp.

If Bobby just stood next to the band, even without a guitar, CBR is 10x better...seriously.

Just his presence is enough. Bobby's pretty much my hero when it comes to music. But anyway, I woke up early this morning so I could make a little money helping Mr. Young move out of his house. It was fairly simple. Right now, I'm just a little bored, and I'm waiting for any sign of light from Renee. She might still be asleep. Who knows? I don't wanna call. She could be sleeping. That would wake her up. I'm telling you this, but you really don't care, do you? You read this blog out of your own boredom. But. In. Doing. So. You only become more bored. Now. I'm. Writing. ALL CRAZY. Have been. For a few sentences now. AND. NOW. IT. STOPS.

That's all I got for now, tune in later. Cheers yo...