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Like being unable to take your eyes away from a car crash or a train wreck or your parents conjugating, I was unable to divert my gaze from what unfolded at the second practice of local band “The Sacs” in their Milford beech house last night.

The evening began with guitarist robert jackson dragging out 1 59 authentic jimmy page les paul reissue, 1 fender custom shop 51 nocaster telecaster closet classic, 1 vintage 1963 gibson humming bird acoustic guitar, 1 1955 vintage supro amplifier, 1 handwired special edition marshall 100w head, two pairs of unmatched socks, a kettle vodka bottle filled with water, his new ipod video playing a remastered special edition first epdisode of star trek the original series downloaded from itunes, and a random groupie … before clearly displaying his contempt about other bands members instruments and lifestyle choices [ sic….alcoholic consumption.]

“Being three days sober, I am being to question if I have made the right decision. I can’t help but wonder how much better our music might sound after 2 or 3 or maybe 13 alcoholic drinks.” Guitarist Robert Jackson

The inevitable 30 minutes of tuning followed, after which, vocalist David Nash logged on to lyrics.com to frantically flip from song to song in an attempt to follow an unending stream of potential songs snippets for the set list.

“Hey … do you guys know this one” Guitarist and band leader Joe Hughes

The offical practice came to an end when bassist David Reisdorf rushed out the door in an desperate effort to make last call at the Frog Pond bar and grille.

“I’m done …. I’m done … no I really have to leave ….. right now” Bassist David Reisdorf

The remaining members of the band attempted to continue the magic one man down….but as in most of these situations…with out key orginal members…the unidentifable spark was gone. The practice finally began to collapase with vovalist David Nash running to the arms of his girl most likely looking for some kind boast for his self esteem.

“is it possible that we all…like play the same song….together for longer than 15 seconds…..nevermind….I’m going to bed” Vocalist David Nash

Perhaps the high point of the evening is when a random resident of the Beech House named Kevin Waugh, for no apparent reason began to set up sound equipment in the middle of the bands practice space. After commandeering the bands iPod, Kevin proceeded to set up an amplification system with 10X the power of any of the actual bands equipment. Satisfied with his work, Kevin removed his shirt, drank mixed drinks with abandon, and incrementally gave his belly a good scratching.

The evening came to a close when the band taking some lyrical creative liberties, sang an original composition called “Every band has its Joe” to the tune of every rose has it thorn by the 80’s hair rockers Poison.

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We all have dreams and ambitions in life; our hope is that our dreams come true. Sometimes we have to work hard to make them happen, and other times they occur by pure luck. If all your dreams came true by luck, would you be happy? I would, but I’d set new and bigger goals, and keep dreaming. You need to have both; dreams and reality at all times. Sometimes you need a break from the hard work though.

I’ve wondered this for a while myself, but the answer is simple. I’ve always supported Open Source software, and this is just another way to show that support. MySpace is trendy and cluttered, not to mention commercial. Why write at all? It’s important in this world to express yourself, and I’m searching for outlets right now. I have a lot of great friends, but they’re not always ready to hear what I have to say. Out here I can say anything! Yeah, right. Anyway, please feel free to comment, if only to say hello… -Joe

Ever gotten stuck on a sandbar? To most people this is a frustrating accident, and it ruins their day out with the boat. Somehow these people seem plagued with a lack of planning, and they never have enough beer. So if you want to make some new best friends for the day, it’s really simple. Take a 13′ Boston Whaler out to the Sandbar on a Saturday morning, and bring plenty of beer. Preferably cold beer.

My cousin Addie was really disappointed that her dad wanted to watch TV more than he wanted to go boating with her, so I promptly hauled her off to the Sandbar, where we met Mike. He was six weeks out of open heart surgery, but enjoying life to the fullest, until his boat got stuck. After swimming in the changing tide, Addie was ready to learn to waterski, and with his boat still dry Mike came along to help us. I’ve never seen Addie so excited!

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“Isn’t fun the best thing to have?” -Arthur