Tomorrow is September

FUCK 2020!
Worst. Year. Ever.

Cancelled two concert trips. One to Denver, and one to Salt Lake City, and then just the general faggotry of it all. My kids' school started today, and it was abnormally depressing and emotional. The psychological conditioning this all accomplishes is 50 times as detrimental as the actual disease IMO. Once a precedence is set, it's rarely undone.


Having said that, we kinda got some some cool shit in, timing-wise. Took the wife and kids to Disneyland in February, before it all blew up...stayed in a beachfront VRBO, and I saw Mr. Bungle on Hollywood Blvd., do one of six total reunion shows. Totally awesome.

In March, I finally drew a permit (first in 6 years of trying) to float the Smith River, the first week of June. 60 mile, 5 day float in the Montana backwoods. It was fucking incredible. I could write pages on that trip.

Both are somewhat bucket-list type things for for me.


Concerts are probably the thing I miss the most. That and just not being expected to wear the new-age Dunce cap.(mask) Which is just psychological warfare. Break you down, like a dog, militantly. All as one. Rob your individuality.
 
Worst. Year. Ever.

Cancelled two concert trips. One to Denver, and one to Salt Lake City, and then just the general faggotry of it all. My kids' school started today, and it was abnormally depressing and emotional. The psychological conditioning this all accomplishes is 50 times as detrimental as the actual disease IMO. Once a precedence is set, it's rarely undone.


Having said that, we kinda got some some cool shit in, timing-wise. Took the wife and kids to Disneyland in February, before it all blew up...stayed in a beachfront VRBO, and I saw Mr. Bungle on Hollywood Blvd., do one of six total reunion shows. Totally awesome.

In March, I finally drew a permit (first in 6 years of trying) to float the Smith River, the first week of June. 60 mile, 5 day float in the Montana backwoods. It was fucking incredible. I could write pages on that trip.

Both are somewhat bucket-list type things for for me.


Concerts are probably the thing I miss the most. That and just not being expected to wear the new-age Dunce cap.(mask) Which is just psychological warfare. Break you down, like a dog, militantly. All as one. Rob your individuality.

No doubt. Think we have been to our land in Arkansas (about to build a cabin) 4-5 times since March and went to the beach once. Mrs drank a lot of wine but the kids are about to go back to school here next week and not have to wear masks. This whole thing for them is about not learning to live in fear — that’s more important to me than anything. Along with them not having any health issues being 4 and 2 shit we don’t even know. But I’m not gonna shit my pants everyday and live in fear every time I walk outside. Stopped watching the dam news that helped.
 
Fall is my favorite season and if you're planning on trying to smack me in the head I suggest you pack a lunch before you head over here.
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Hahaha ... funny

I’ll tell ya what, make me a sandwich and I’ll bring ya pumpkin coffee ..






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Hahaha ... funny

I’ll tell ya what, make me a sandwich and I’ll bring ya pumpkin coffee ..






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Maybe I'll take the family on a nice road trip to Swampscott to take in the fall colors.






jk definitely not
 
...stayed in a beachfront VRBO, and I saw Mr. Bungle on Hollywood Blvd., do one of six total reunion shows. Totally awesome.

In March, I finally drew a permit (first in 6 years of trying) to float the Smith River, the first week of June. 60 mile, 5 day float in the Montana backwoods. It was fucking incredible. I could write pages on that trip
nice!
does Mike still put on a great show ?

spent a lotta time up in the Flathead Valley,
floated the river many times when i was young
with my grandpa -
been back and floated the river twice
as an adult -
just spectacular country up there -

cheers!
 
nice!
does Mike still put on a great show ?
Heaviest show I've ever seen. Main lineup, with Scott Ian (Anthrax) and Dave lombardo on drums.(Slayer) Mike came onstage with Coolio hair, in a bright yellow hoodie, holding a puppy. To the tune of Mr. Rogers' neighborhood, that finished heavy af, and never let up til about halfway thru the show, when they relented for a few moments of Seals & Crofts' Summer Breeze. Then back to trying to kill the audience with sound for another 45 minutes. It. Was. Awesome!!! Opened with Cunts and the motherfucking Melvins!!! Incredible.

spent a lotta time up in the Flathead Valley,
floated the river many times when i was young
with my grandpa -
been back and floated the river twice
as an adult -
just spectacular country up there
-The Smith is more middle montana. Bout 4-5 hrs east of the flathead valley. The Flathead is gorgeous tho.

cheers!


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