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what a day what a day what a day........ saturday morning, got into the studio earlier then most saturdays and no sooner did i sit down and a yogi appeared before my very eyes. really the cat just kinda appeared. it was odd to say the least, but i listened to what her had to say. this sort of thing is of interest to me. turns out i'm gonna live to the age of 87, and i'm not going to be killed in a car crash. good news really. also this is going to be my year, with the next few months being very important too. again interesting. there is also one man standing in my way, but i can't tell you guys who he is. yogi says! sure it's easy to sit there and hear someone of divine powers tell you that all your dreams are gonna start to come true REALLY REALLY SOON. you see, i want to believe........ he played a "little lucky paper" game as he called it. just like chris angel mind freak does. i went through a series of questions and at the end of our conversation i opened the paper and sure enough written on the scrap was "blue 3" just like my favorite color and the number i nailed down through a "random" scratch this out / circle this number game we'd played during his visit, after he'd written on the paper. how'd he do it? magic? beats me. he reached into his filthy little bag and gave a a couple trinkets to carry with me forever. so far i have. he did ask for 300 dollars, which i was a bit short. i gave him $7.00. he wouldn't actually touch the money, but insisted that i drop it between the pages of his very very shop worn photo album. with that he was gone.