2004-01-27 - 8:42 a.m.
Welcome back from a year off. Hello diary. Here's a little piece of birthday cake. Apologies to Sungod for being my opening page for an entire year. You seem like you can handle it, tough guy.
Well, well, well, here we are. A whole fucking year. Here's some stuff that happened. I quit smoking. Which turned me into a giant raving bitch for about six months. I'm not kidding. I hated the whole world. My manager got complaints that I was being rude to fans. How's that for the proverbial shot in the foot? Anyway, my relationship with my girlfriend was turning into a giant pressure cooker (not just because of the no smoking thing). One of those silent buildups that eventually exploded and I moved out. My doing so really hurt her. I feel terrible about that but it had to be done. We were both going crazy.
In other news, the band sounds great. We've gained and lost a few members since I last wrote in this "blog", when I stopped writing last year they were still referred to as "online diaries." It's funny, when I started this thing, I was the only slam poet it. My friend Ariana started one at my urging and suddenly all the slam poets have one, of course everybody and their mom has one now. I'm not saying that I'm the original blog guy or anything, mine started because of pamie.com.
Ok, back to the Spankers. We went to Japan during my little hiatus. That was the shit, yo. We had such a fucking blast. I can't wait to go back. Looks like late July is slated on the tour schedule.
Crazy dream last night. I was making out on a reclining lawn chair at a public pool with Courtney Love. Cindy Williams (Shirley from Lavern and Shirley) was my sister, who said "I don't care who you screw or what you catch, just don't do it around me." This pissed off Courtney, who split. Then I told Cindy, "What the fuck is your problem? Don't you realize I'm an adult? That I'm safe? Just because someone came home from Viet Nam and gave you a disease, doesn't mean it's gonna happen to me." She screamed and I stormed off to find Courtney. I'm not making this shit up. Think there's a clash between my libido and morality going on in my head? You bet your ass there is but I'm working on it.
Ok, this seams a little rough around the edges but I'm really not sure what to share and what not to. A lot can happen in a year. Cucumbers grow, songs are written, love surges, sex grinds, birds sing, cars race, books are read, what's next? Horse hoof deserts? Flying pornography? Wet clown noses? Pink bath-water? We'll see.
