3 days.

oct 30.  duct tape ankle, thigh, waist wrap. black leather vest. black aviator glasses and megaphone. screaming lyrics of the coming social apocalypse to the crowd of living zombies. red faced goon fist fight. smashed megaphone. shin splints. girlfriend screaming in my ear “oh my gadd get aff a heem get affa heem”. 6 ft zombie grabs me by the shoulders, hands me back my screamer and yells “OH MAN! GET THE FUCKIN RUN! THE PIGS ARE COMIN! YOU DONT WANNA GO TO JAIL - JUST GO MAN QUICK GO!” Oct 31. Preacher. Blue Jeans. Black Button up. Priest Collar. Cigarettes. Hair. Chainsmoking. Bloodied Elbow from previous night. 2 people recognized me. 7:00 THE SHINING in theatre. Kolonopin. Guiness. Medical Marajuana. Still, the most horrifying film of all time. Exit, crowd of thousands of ghouls and dead trick or treaters. halloween blew its wad on the eve.  Nov 1. My Macbook is repaired. Yet to repair entire studio. $1200 worth of replacements. for free. I guess this proves im in that “special” musician territory. without it i’d be fucked. Breakfast. Kitten, Car swerve. Freeway. White. I went into full oncoming traffic on the I-35 Freeway. to snatch this little white bastard. bloodie paw and jaw. from when he slid down into the underpass. laying flat as a pancake i drove around the freeway 4 times to enter North. Stopped 40 feet past him. Caused a huge jam. I see a Red Jeep Wrangler starting to move, but it has a white tail on top of its tire and i scream stop!  The kitten had found a temp safety on top of the tire under the car. i wrapped the little fucker in my coat and covered his head until we were in my car. 3 days. im not even gonna get into the song we wrote the morning of halloween eve. all i can say is… chaos reigning. 



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