So it's been awhile since I've graced you all with a new blog. There are a lot of reasons behind that. I could go into them all, but to have to consider them all and then write about them would be akin to tying an anchor around my neck at this point, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like my head is actually above water.
One reason is that I've been spending most of my "Gheyspace Time" over on Facebook. I finally caved in and started an account, with my real name. Found my high school class and joined their group. I hooked back up with many people I haven't talked to in twenty years. And then I found my college crew. And others. It's strange, I assumed I would never talk any of these people ever again, a lot of them were no more than a faded memory. It's great to see so many people doing well, it makes me wonder what's become of the ones that I haven't reconnected with. I take it all with a grain of salt, though, as several of these people wouldn't have given me the time of day back then. Older and wiser, I am, as are they.
I was very happy, though, to find my best friend from high school. I had abandoned our friendship a few years back, for selfish reasons. It made me so happy to find that she is doing well and is happy and even has a few kids.
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I've also been doing a lot of soul searching regarding this retirement-thing. When you do something for twenty-some-odd years, when your heart and soul were in it, it's hard to decide to walk away, even when it appears to be the logical choice. When my gear got ripped off, though, it was easy to say "Fuck it, I'm DONE." Two years ago, an incident like that would have made me come back and try twice as hard. Now, though, it just made it easier to sell everything else off. It's all gone- The amps, the mics, the pedals, the PA, all of it. The only thing left is my bass and my magic distortion pedal. Even all of the recording gear is gone.
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I've also been very busy working on the book. I could have been done by now, but I have been working my ass off on it. I am ensuring that it will be the very best thing I can possibly produce. For fun, to cool off from the 'work' aspect of writing, I have been composing short stories to go into my memoirs. Sort of a Fear-And-Loathing approach with those. The book should be ready for press by late summer, by time I get done with yelling at my editor and the proof-readers to CHANGE MY FUCKING COPY BACK TO THE WAY I WROTE IT.
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Then there is this sickness in me, and the poison they give me to fight it. I am sitting in the waiting room.
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I take it day by day. I even have no idea what state I'll be living in two weeks from now.
Selah.
