With so much drama in the L-B-C, it's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G

I spent the day yesterday driving 4 hours down the Mississippi to the Quad Cities, sipping tea with my wife's pair of 80 year old grandmothers and her 84 year old grandfather... then driving 4 hours back.

Long damn day. Got home at 1 a.m.

It's an unsettling feeling saying goodbye to them, since you never know if it will be the last time we see them. I actually really like my wife's grandparents, since I feel like I missed out on the grandparent experience. My mom's parents died before I was born. We haven't had much contact with my dad's parents. his dad died several years back. His mom and I don't have much to do with each other, by mutual agreement.

Woke up in a mild panic about things that need to get taken care of before our departure. Drank a bunch of coffee because I was tired, and being wired is really helpful when you are stressed.

I didn't feel normal until I went to the Y. Ran on the elliptical for about an hour, then played volleyball with a bunch of people. I thought I would be rusty, but I played pretty well. Had a few "Rick James" hits. (WHAT DID THE FIVE FINGERS SAY TO THE BALL!? SLAP!) It was fun, and I wonder if I will be able to hook on with a decent team in Bozeman. There is nothing more frustrating than playing with people who don't have the fundamentals mastered.

After a couple hours there, I felt like an unemployed guy should... relaxed. I made some iced tea, packed a few things, and talked with my dad.

It is a week until we head out.

I am looking forward to taking a couple months to get settled, and explore the studio space with my cowbell.

Perhaps go visit my dear friend, Henry-



Maybe commune with nature in my blue shirt.



Maybe stay somewhere fancy.




With a nice view.



Or maybe I'll just go rolling in my 6-4. Because I got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind.