OK, so I'm a little excited about my trip tomorrow. I enjoy road trips and will enjoy the travel time with out the usual distractions, I mean, responsibilities, of my job. Life so often gets in the way of my musical endeavours, but for the next couple of days, music is king. Not sure what will occupy my time while on the road yet. Certainly some time for listening to music will be one item on the list. It would be nice to freshen up some of the fading scriptures I have memorized over the years. Seems like I've done precious little with that precious lot lately. If I set my mind to it I could return with another song written. I have a book with several ideas that need finishing or I could write a song about the experience itself. Two years ago when I went I ended up sleeping in the car the first night. Didn't want to spring for a motel room and I was tired after a long drive followed by sitting through a performance of several gospel groups on that first night of the convention. They wouldn't let you park in the hotel parking lot unless you had a room there or a special parking pass so I ventured around the corner to an office building. Their parking lot was well lit and it was just a stones throw from the Sheraton Music City where the party was. It was pretty chilly so I pulled my coat over me like a blanket, laid the seat back and headed off to lala land. I woke up occasionally but all in all was sleeping pretty well. Then around 4 am I was awaken from a sound sleep by a simultaneous occurrence of noise, vibration, and bright lights. I was pretty sure I was being abducted by aliens. By the time my wits finally caught up to me a full third of my life had flashed before me. As my ability to reason returned I realized they were servicing the dumpster which I had strategically parked beside. As one might guess, strategy is not my strong suit. In fact, my strong suit is yet to be identified, though I feel like I'm getting closer all the time. The process of elimination has helped me narrow the field to a few attributes I have yet to acquire. Anyways, the next night I sprung for a motel 6 and only used the office parking lot to avoid paying the parking fees at the Sheraton. This years unknown will lie in the car and the weather, both of which are looking a bit unpredictable. One prediction I have a great bit of confidence in, however, is if I make it there, I will have a great time. You can take that to the bank. Unfortunately, they won't give you anything for it, but still, I'm just sayin'.
