6. Message to Harry Manback

 Ugh.  How.  Where.  Do I start?  OK.  We'll start off with I don't want to live in the house I live in anymore.  Zip.  Did and done.  I want out of this place and into something new and away from the useless homeless people in town.  Why?  For example.  We recently had a rain and wind storm come through the valley and it did ruffle my Mustang car cover of the car.  I put off putting the cover back on right after the storm, but I should have because I am regretting it now.  Either my homeless brother-in-law David, or another homeless piece of shit, diarrhea'd onto the ground by the car.  Their shit got onto the car cover (which was haphazardly lying on the ground still wet from the storm).  And there was clothes by the car which I assume were what was used to wipe with.  I have had it.  I want out of downtown Omak.  Either somewhere in the woods or on the flats.  I am done with downtown. It's for the birds.

As for myself.  I still put off going to a doctor for a late 40's checkup, my teeth are bad,  I am overweight, and I still smoke and consume cannabis.  There are days where I contemplate exercise.  But I still don't do it.  I need to eat better.  But I don't.  I swear I am not on a path of self destruction on purpose, I do want to be and feel better.  I still work at the casino.  I don't mind because I work Monday through Friday seven to three thirty.  Keep making that money.

My family is going good.  Chrystal works her butt off.  She spends time with her mom and I am all for it.  My mom was close to my grandmother as well.  I don't see any wrong in her spending as much time as possible with them.  They are good people.  Nathan has been doing well.  Excellently.  He's so smart and funny.  He can be deadpan humorous too.  I feel he gets it from his mom and I, being surrounded by adults.  He's growing so fast.  Chrystal and I pine for the days he was a toddler.  But growing is growing.  Can't stop it.  He's gonna be celebrating soon.  Summer vacation is on the way.

The band I am in, Khaos Driver, will be playing a show this July.  On the twenty fifth.  In Wenatchee.  At a place called Wally's House of Booze.  This show will mark the end of another chapter in the band.  Our longtime bassist and vocalist, Everett, will be leaving the state later this year and will be staying with friends and family in Arkansas.  Once again the band will have to add to the lineup.  I wish for more longevity, but it just doesn't seem to happen with this group.  We will be releasing a three song EP soon.  Looking forward to maybe the band reinventing itself.  If we don't, I am fearful.  But so far, but business as usual, bringing the metals!

I have been spending money on vinyl, comic books, and guitar gear.  The guitar in this posts main photo is a new-to-me Epiphone Les Paul Special II.  I have had one of these bad boys before.  But I sold it to a guitar student who wanted an electric guitar.  It feels good to have one of these Epiphones again.  I have been watching live Horna videos over the years and noticed Shatraug has been using one.  Every time I see it, I want one.  So I pulled the trigger on one from Ebay.  I have acquired some pedals and amplifiers I have been wanting and have been constantly creating tones and pedal combinations.  All this money going to said items have interfered other expenses I would indulge in.  Mainly, going to shows.  I have not went to a show yet this year.  I usually have been to one by now in the year, but lately, I have been liking spending money on myself and family.  Trust me, there has been a gamut of shows I wanted to go to this year so far, but gosh golly it feels good to have a brand spanking new Digitech Whammy pedal as well.  

I have in previous posts combined mental health issues and political views and at this point, I am so fatigued with everything. I don't even want to talk or think about issues of the day.  You can and everyone else can, but not ole Devv O))) at the moment.  I really don't think what I think about and expose of myself on this blog even moves the needle in the conversation anyways.  Rest assured, if I feel compelled to spout what my brain comes up with and it being worth the weight in needing to bee seen and saved onto an Internet database.  Until then, head down.  Make that paper.  Maybe buy a cool comic book or two.

Ciao)))