August...Schmaugust

    Greetings.

    Fuck man. I feel bad I let July sink through my hands without a report. It's not as if I have a huge audience. But still. I feel bad for not writing. So. July. I did alot. Driving with family, lake trips and weddings. Was a good break from the monotony of work. Which I will segue with. Work. I have been making a conscious effort at work. With my attitude mostly. I have been a curmudgeon of sorts lately. Revealing aspects of my self-diagnosed depression to co-workers has been detrimental and  getting old. Even I am getting sick of myself. Interestingly enough, that point hasn't made my black cloud worse. You would think it would, but it hasn't. I imagine this is how a junkie feels when they are finally done with the life they are leaving, or is that shit incomparable? Anyhoo, I have been trying to make work more smoother. I usually slap some headphones on and listen to podcasts. Sometimes I turn some tunes on, but it's hard to hear other workers when I do. So it's mostly podcasts. They have been helping me with the drag and slog of work.

    I wish, I had a good body. I wish I took care of myself better. The amount of time I think about setting up an appointment for a checkup is dawning. I really suck for putting it off. But what can I say? I'm stupid or something.

    Band shit. So. My band, Khaos Driver, played Okanogan last weekend. At the Leo Party at Appelway Venues. I have been telling those who ask that it was good and bad at the same time. Good as in, even with minimal sound issues, we sounded great and were all there. Bad as in, we got booted not only off stage, but off the fucking premises. I couldn't believe it. The owner of Appleway venues took our back stage shit talking for getting kicked off stage so personal, they kicked us out of the whole damn venue. Even went as far as watching us and making sure we leave (could have done without the smarmy sycophants standing with the venue owner, but oh well). I never in my life here in this county have been kicked out of an event that I have performed at. This is next level shit coming from a venue owner. So, if anyone has my back, boycott Appleway Venues with me.

    Nathan Jr. has been nothing but happy and wild this summer vacation and I am behind it 100%. I love him so much. Seeing old videos of him from like three or four years ago, be it from Facebook Memories or looking at old files when I am looking through my hard drives, I wish he was still a young and innocent soul. He still is now, but age builds character and his is ever growing. Cliche right? I don't fucking care. I am gonna help him navigate through this shitball of the world as long as I can.

    Through all this mess. Through all of the shit. I am so privileged to have a wife, my wife, Chrystal. I cannot fathom life without her. Growing up, I was attracted to real. Even though I liked the models, porn stars and babes of my time, I never let that amount of superficiality into my life, I knew my lane. Not to say my wife is not beautiful or attractive. Not at all. I even tell her how better she is and is of no comparison, I butter her up. But it comes from a place of truth. Look, I didn't settle with Chrystal. In the beginning and even til now, I am caught up in the whimsy and aura of her light. Someone in the world wanted me. And it was her. How could I not help her with her calling by being the one.

     I am not sure where to go with the rest of this post, so I will end it with please support my band Khaos Driver [https://www.facebook.com/KhaosDriver/].

Please support my independent radio show, The Tuesday Primer [https://thetuesdayprimer.blogspot.com/].

Please support DJ DUFF's HELL HOLE [https://www.twitch.tv/dj_duff_666].

Please support UNSILENT STORMS RADIO PODCAST [https://soundcloud.com/herr-zett] & UNSILENT STORMS VINYL STREAMS [https://www.twitch.tv/dj_herr_zett]

    Gonna go now. Bye bye.

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