Gun Crazy

Okay I knew that photo of me with the gun would raise some eyebrows. It’s only a b-b gun. (Bee-bee gun? Whatever). Mr. Woods got it through the mail because he’s a crazy fool. But I love him so.

The photo is meant to be ironic. I would never touch a real gun. Back in 1993 or 94 we were “on tour” and we were staying at a friend of Warren’s in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. The people who lived in the house got out a gun to show Warren and Devon, and I went into the other room. They then went out to shoot things – I think at a firing range. Tara and I stayed at the house and watched Wile E. Coyote. That’s the kind of violence I prefer, by far.