So, we were all at Jitter's Cafe on friday night, sipping coffee and cheering Jake on as he sang and played his guitar. The song that he wrote had great lyrics inspired by his recent reading of Walden Pond. There was a line about throwing things away jut so we could buy more, and I realized that it defined Jake really well. He's the only soul I know who can say those words without guilt. There isn't much more than what he needs stashed in his dwelling, and even that get's shared with a squirrel or two.
Someone should record this guy . . .