April's Fool

April 30, 2023

April's Fool

Oof! Holy shit! April has come to it's end. I really put off doing a post all month. I wanted to do a post on my birthday. But didn't. I wanted to post like, a day after playing a show. But didn't. Ugh. Life of an aging procrastinator. So. Life. It's been steady for me work wise. I have observed evening shift get a little better with what they leave for me. Last week was a slog of a week. So much left for me, the normal day's flow was piling on top of what the night before had left me. Anyhoo, never a dull moment at the casino. I have been into sweet beverages lately at work and after work. Bull Blasters and Frappes. I know I need to cut back, but I don't. I don't have very good self control I guess. If that's my downfall, at least it had a strawberry flavoring. I am at odds a bit without sounding like a broken record with the posts. How many times do you all want to hear me admit my vices and bad habits? On a good note, I spent a lot of money on vinyl comics. Filling a hole in my soul with things that have a bit of personal eternal value. Working on a new vest for patches. It's hard finding one my size. I am quite large. I don't care. But I also do. Talk about verifying duality. So. yeah. Khaos Driver played Cashmere April, 22. I thought we did very fucking well. But you know that's hella biased. So I will emphasize that audience members were pleased and I even had compliments on my "range". Many thanks to that friendly couple. I drank a lot of vodka and one Jack and Coke (for the stage). Club Crow can make good drinks. By the end of the night I was definitely feeling great. I had to close my tab though, or I would've plowed through at least one more drink. Thanks to mi Madre, my homie Chris and I were able to pass out in Wenatchee instead of driving home night of show. That same weekend I went to Ellensberg with Nathan Jr. and went to CWU to watch Geology 351 lecture publicly. Nathan made it about 20 minutes into it then looked a little bored. So I gave him my phone and let him draw with my stylus. It was hella awesome, to say the least, meeting Professor Nick Zentner and Professor Jerome Lesseman. I have been following both their work online for years, so meeting them in the flesh was like meeting my favorite musician or entertainer. There were parts of the week this last week where I was just down. Intrusive thoughts. Depressive urges. I sure as heck want to feel good. I get paranoid it's my health. But once again, do I gain an audience talking about my medical paranoia? I mean, really? Talk about some Debbie Downer shit right? I feel like I want to spare you guys that shit. But I can't help it. I have to be a hundred percent me here on the blog. Blog diary. A monthly dose at least here at this place, the head of Devin.

Ciao)))