authelet if you’re out there, and your reading this shit I fucking miss you brother.. me and freelance are meeting up soon, and I know were going to talk about you, but yeah man.. just thinking about some good shit with MSDS chemicals, and “the adventures of cook, and Chief Anderson”… hahaha.. good shit dude… damn. we called your phone and left a voicemail for the hell of it, knowing you would never answer.. I fucking miss you dude, and if I had your dad’s address I’d write to him, and tell him about what a good friend you were, and how he did a good job..
there were things I’ve never known in this life, but something I did have was a damn good brother… I fucking miss you dude.. me and freelance are meeting up soon, and know we’re going to talk about you, and the jobs we had and hated..
just missing the smells of the city, and the food being cooked outside the window… I miss all the dogs, and parks, and gardens, cobble stone streets, and cemeteries to walk in.. the fresco paintings, and cathedrals, these gargoyles that looked over us, and talking to the people too.. such a different life over there, and such a different world.. I think you need to go here
Emailed some things to myself, for downloading when I get over there.. Got my travel notifications set up, and money in the account. Crazy that it’s finally here. Well.. it’s time to close up my place, its time to turn this thing off.. For now.
I know that “history repeats itself”, and now with Putin talking about Novorossiya, and the shit with ISIL… It just looks to me like the world is trying to reset itself back to like 1764, or something -with claiming old territories, and trying to conceive new empires, and expanded borders that were only dreamed of a few centuries ago.
THERE IT IS AGAIN! THERE IT FUCKING IS! i’VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT THIS PHOTO FOR YEARS AND NEVER COULD FIND IT!! THE LAN PARTY WITH THE GUY DUCT-TAPED TO THE CEILING!! BACK IN ANCIENT TIMES WHEN PEOPLE STILL USED CATHODE MONITORS AND WHEN COUNTERSTRIKE WAS THE NEW THING. THIS SHIT IS REAL. THIS IS REAL SHIT. SHIT THAT HAPPENED.
im still working on my 5th book.. I wanted to have it done, and at least going to prints by now, but I have some other shit I need to wrap up this week, and its looking like I might have the book done, and ready to order, artwork all squared away, prints.. everything. Done, and ready to order -by early November this year.. I’ll keep you posted for sure.
all these celebrities in the news are getting to me
question #1 is: How many millions of dollars, and gallons of water were wasted to put the VMA’s on?
my second question is, why don’t we just put all this celebrity bullshit on hold for a few years while we get our future sorted out?
Imagine if all the resources, cameras, electricity, animal pelts.. what if all this shit that american celebrities use every day for their little freak show, what if it was all redirected back to the economy? in my mind, all these Fast and the Furious movies that take billions of dollars to make are not doing anything for our people, for our nation.. entertainment is awesome, but I think theres definitely an overkill of entertainment at the cost of wasting valuable resources in the process.. such as sports arenas, concert venues, theme parks… California is in a bad drought and Raging Waters obviously doesn’t give a fuck.. they got gallons of H20 flowing out of their park while cities in our own Nation are turning off public access to real necessities.. For example, the situation in Detroit. Or the other ELEVEN counties in California that may be turning off their water THIS YEAR.
It’s just crazy to me that real humanitarian efforts arent underway because this higher LA elite with all the money is too busy caring about Beyonce and Jay Z’s marriage, and Miley Cyrus hitting bongs, and shit… it just fucking baffles me that so much money from our economy is dedicated to this culture of media and who’s fucken dating who, the industry, and hierarchy of paparazzi’s, and all these reality shows that cost billions of dollars to make… it just blows my mind because these celebrities and their little Celine Dion documentaries/books/albums/lives are not permanent, but the situation they do nothing to solve will forever remain unless we cut the fat off, and shed the weight we dont need as a society.
Top of a summit, wind blowing, balls freezing, found me. A sort of -limitless hierarchy.
Born and reborn, my family has become: Anyone who accepts me -as an imperfect, fuckup of a human being. Still young, with mistakes to make, and foreign soil to piss on...I have alot more, miles and hills and oceans to cross.
This is my story, with more to tell. This is me, the author.