I Got Yoko Ono'd

That's right. I got Yoko Ono'd right out of the band.

be my, be my, be my Yoko Ono Whoa-whoa-whoa

How ironic that not just a week or so ago we considered learning that song at one of our fun two-man practices... and now, whoa, irony.

I've since vented and now I'm just sad. I feel sad for lots of people, including myself, who had to somehow get swept up in a drama that never should have been - as most drama never should be - a drama that was pent up full of annoyances, grievances, frustrations, questionable choices, misconceptions, misperceptions, and a few flat out lies to give it a nasty bite...

the end result is still the same
without a band I so remain
my question still is what's been gained
the cheese being rubbed out like a stain?

Sad.

And who really lost here? Maybe everyone. Lots of people seem to be making themselves out to be the victim here... myself included. But who really lost here? Well, I definitely did. And some made sure they'd lost what was left of my friendship. And maybe I count myself a better friend than I really am... probably so. I think we all like to think of ourselves as being really good at being a friend... so who knows? I know in some ways, I really am a crappy friend... but I also know I do have your back when it counts.

And maybe that's enough.

Maybe.

It's enough for me.

And who knows? Maybe I've gained something I never thought to notice before.

My manhood.

Could be. News at 11.