Re: Random Thoughts
I had a horse once. His name was Copper. He was an Anglo-Arabian horse. 3 parts quarter and 1 part Arabian. He was very spirited and he could canter gracefully; a dream to ride. Then one day he got a mind of his own and wouldn't listen to me; he began galloping aimlessly across the desert with me on his back. I couldn't control him and he ran right along a barbed wire fence. He got so close to it that the fence caught me with its barbs and I was thrown off while the horse galloped away. Luckily I didn't get hurt, We got rid of the horse shortly after that and I never owned a horse again. I still like horses though.
-My next snare drum will be a Guru