Wow, SO I don’t use this lame account for months,, close to a year really, as the last one I was going to post (but didn’t due to how angry I was at the time and in the subject matter) was the start of February and I was so out of touch with most of my good friends I didn’t care either sadly. It wasn’t until one of my best friend’s John hit me up in late February basically saying I either knock it off or I lose a good friend. I didn’t take that as a threat, it was fact and I mean we feel like brothers how close we are, so it was something I didn’t take lightly. It was for better and for worse. I already touched up on some things in the newsletter I sent out from the label a few weeks ago (for those of you signed up for it), but not in full detail as well quite frankly, it’s because it’s nobody’s goddamn business unless I feel comfortable with you but still the majority of it was personal and private and maddening on a personal level that the general public need not know the full details. The last year for me personally proved the ‘good’ in people is only worth so much and means about the same, and some people must prove themselves and I really feel good in the fact I may only have a handful of true friends-but it is better to know I have a few when deep down inside I thought or maybe even tried to pretend that there was more to these people then,,, so I didn’t feel as let down by them in the end! With Dewey now almost having been gone now for a whole year now a week from today, it does become extremely sad at times and the constant flux of memories good and bad turns on and doesn’t turn off until something really maddening comes to my attention or some dumb text I have to answer to (no offense to anyone precisely, just some texts I get are dumb and I feel are that pointless to warrant a reply from me).So yeah, just have kept to myself for a bit here and money’s been tight up until I sold a ton of old toys. But speaking of dogs, the little boy pup (a sweetie named Peanut) that was adopted to help out Lola was brought in late December (a sort of bad idea) and at the end of January he was dropped off at a specialty trainer all day and night for 3 straight weeks to try and make him easier to be comfortable, especially around male figures. See, where he had come from a puppy mill ‘trailer’ in western rural Missouri, where he was specifically used to breed with other females then put back into the stable, which was so lovingly described as a corridor in the hallway of a trailer which was made with chicken coop frames which was encrusted with dog feces, urine and who knows what else. Thankfully these monsters were shut down and what animals were found in good shape were nurtured back to health and put up for adoption. As it is, we were sad to be forced to remove most of his teeth as he was never treated or cared for. To the uninitiated-iggies are VERY prone to jaw, gum and teeth complications if not dealt with regularly or neglected, leading to situations just like what he had gone though. He now only has 7 teeth in all, but still somehow can chew his chow! Seems to some locals that I dropped out of HC/punk and I still am way into collecting records (just got the Public Disturbance LP, 1st Anti LP, Mental Abuse- Streets of Filth LP and Channel 3- Fear Of Life LP-so yeah I still never lost my know how and knack of it), but it’s now even WAY less newer ones in my stacks than ever before,, def more 70’s and 80’s ones but still even then I am as picky as ever and just sticking to goodies on my want list! New stuff doesn’t grab me, save the suspects from typical areas of interest for me (upstate NY, the Midwest, Richmond, VA and Massachusetts basically). Since by the time I got re-employed back in April 2011, I had slowly gotten back into comics again and in 2013 I took, lol, a turn for the ‘worse’ and am more immersed in it than ever before. Some titles are no brainers but some of the newer titles that started up last year or even some of the dark horses are showing a lot of promise! So after a year also now, my brother remains married and without a hitch to speak of so far. I really wish him well, I just get scared since I do care so much for him (and since we have that classic ‘Lovro luck’-which is quite similar to ‘Parker luck’) and always will be his big brother and want only the best in life for Mike, especially since I was in his shoes before and don’t want him to go through the same mental anguish and total amusement part experience that I had if something ever switched out of thin air. Ha ha, I swear it’s something about this family-we come off as quiet and timid as lambs, but it’s so far from true. I am NOT as much of an asshole though as people presume before knowing me haha! Also, it’s weird but true but I am finally coming to terms with being older and just getting older in general. I mean the fact it’s only a number isn’t a big deal and on the inside, I sure am NOT thinking I am 32 or feel like it. I am also going to say it’s odd that despite being bummed out a lot more lately, that I also am somewhat happier at the same time. Sure, I don’t smile ever still but my mood on the inside is rather at peace, ha! So yeah, that’s what’s some of what has gone on with me, not that I typed this for anyone to read or care but I feel better for having typed it. Also, what band do any of you prefer-the Mos Eisley Cantina Band OR the Max Rebo Band?
Posted on: Tue, 08 Oct 2013 00:14:23 +0000
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