Wow.  It seems like it's been forever since I was here last.  How are you?  You look good.  Been working out?  I'm so sorry I've been away for as long as I have.  I have been really busy.   I mean, seriously busy.  I'm actually working from the moment I wake up to the moment I get to sleep at night.   The only time I break is to eat a meal.  And sometimes I only eat one.  It's been pretty brutal.  And really, everything is sorta falling apart at the seams.  Too much work is not a good thing.  But, seeing as I'm working a day job, trying to get Square Tire Music off the ground, I'm taking a class at Foothill College, working on the next Get Set Go record, trying to put together our Square Tire Music launch show, and still find time to hang out with Sarah, well, it means that I have no time for trivialities like eating and sleeping.

How is it that one year ago I was grinding to a halt and now I'm going full steam ahead, plowing through obstacles like...well, a snow plow through piles of hamburger.  And that's actually a pretty salient metaphor as it's been bloody.  And there's been little flecks of bone and gristle caught in my hair each night when I finally return home.  Oh well, what can you do?  You know that adage about getting things done?  If you want something done, give it to a busy person.   What they don't tell you is the last part of that adage.  It goes, "And then the busy person looks at this new thing on the top of his/her in-pile, decides screw it, and opens fire with a high-caliber fully-automatic machine gun while singing "Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!"  Like I said, it's been brutal.

So, I really do apologize for losing touch.  I hope you don't hate me.  And I know that just me sending this out is probably gonna send some of you fleeing to the hills.   Some of you will take umbrage at the fact that I used hamburger irreverently or that I used the word "salient" and you'll be like, "Screw this guy!  He's a total jerk!" And you'll walk away from Get Set Go forever.  But you know what?  That's alright with me.  I sorta like the idea that we might whittle our fanbase down to the die-hards.  To the people so sick and twisted that I just can't seem to shake them.  Like a case of the swine flu.  (Oh, can you believe the name of that flue?  Swine flu.  I mean, could you imagine dying to the swine flu?  How silly.  Give me flesh eating bacteria or mad cow disease any day.  At least those diseases sound tough.)

With one eye on the road and one eye on the cop behind me,

Mike TV