Having said this overall satch is my favourite writer of guitar music and possibly a deity but I'm more scared of Pettrucci who might be the devil.
Like the idea of a guitar college..
I've thought some more. I would set up a commune based on sustainable energy sources, organic farming, recycling, learning and trying to convert the dissinterested, materialistic and corrupt western world with common sense secular (hence actually shared by the majority of religions) values.
Then I'd pay for President Bushes assasination. Following this I'd sit in a bar all day drinking absinthe, smoking toad and getting sexual favours from nubile young women.
If I couldn't laugh at myself how could I laugh at someone less ridiculous?
