Isn't it crazy how moods dramatically change through the process of "time"? Crazy.
On Friday:
Hung out with my buddy Berto, our friend Ryan, and later on in the evening; Nate! (The good looking guy). We first went out to the local bars, indulging in the finest IPA. Then coming back to Berto and Nate's house for a smoke in the garage and a couple hours of Super Smash Bros.
I passed out on the couch and headed home about 6:30AM. Twas a fun time!
Saturday:
Was my low key day because of all the drinking the day before. Bumped a whole bunch of Angels and Airwaves. I plan to post a cover sometime this week about it. Later on in the evening, got up and headed to Petaluma. Saw a Pink Floyd tribute band. The lead singer guy had pretty blonde hair and was all about the "Roger Waters-esque" show style. Good ol' time with my buddy Travis.
The thing I'm noticing here is that it's a good amount of sausage in my adventures. I'm missing this female atmosphere that I became so comfortable with. It's a gradual bummer,
Later on Saturday around Midnight. I drove up 101 towards Windsor; Taking that one street that leads up to Fountain Grove (Oh yeah, if you don't live here, you don't know). And drove slowly while taking in the beauty of the moon. How close and pretty that thing was? Fuck man. I tried many times to find a cul-da-sac I didn't feel uncomfortable about parking in. I ended up driving super slow through the mountains, keeping the moon on top and gazing at it from time to time (driving recklessly).
Finalling getting home, I realized my house has the best view of that thing. I could see all the depressions. All the imperfections. Shit was beautiful.
Sunday: Jack shit. Worked on scripts for panels for the next weeks of Unlikely Positive Outlook.
Oh, did you know? Unlikely Positive Outlook
And my other story set in space Nimbus Saga
I can always say that art is my constant. I draw and feel good about myself cause it's something I can fucking DO! Music is a struggle; it'll get me chicks, but damn it's a struggle.
<-- The fuck is this?
I guess I should share some of my music.
Soundcloud: Agilux Agifold - Better end of Days
This is one of the songs I'm most proud of. It's scary and heavy, but still soft or something. I'll post more as time progresses.
Alright, blog thing. Hopefully no one reads this.
Later.
On Friday:
Hung out with my buddy Berto, our friend Ryan, and later on in the evening; Nate! (The good looking guy). We first went out to the local bars, indulging in the finest IPA. Then coming back to Berto and Nate's house for a smoke in the garage and a couple hours of Super Smash Bros.
I passed out on the couch and headed home about 6:30AM. Twas a fun time!
Saturday:
Was my low key day because of all the drinking the day before. Bumped a whole bunch of Angels and Airwaves. I plan to post a cover sometime this week about it. Later on in the evening, got up and headed to Petaluma. Saw a Pink Floyd tribute band. The lead singer guy had pretty blonde hair and was all about the "Roger Waters-esque" show style. Good ol' time with my buddy Travis.
The thing I'm noticing here is that it's a good amount of sausage in my adventures. I'm missing this female atmosphere that I became so comfortable with. It's a gradual bummer,
Later on Saturday around Midnight. I drove up 101 towards Windsor; Taking that one street that leads up to Fountain Grove (Oh yeah, if you don't live here, you don't know). And drove slowly while taking in the beauty of the moon. How close and pretty that thing was? Fuck man. I tried many times to find a cul-da-sac I didn't feel uncomfortable about parking in. I ended up driving super slow through the mountains, keeping the moon on top and gazing at it from time to time (driving recklessly).
Finalling getting home, I realized my house has the best view of that thing. I could see all the depressions. All the imperfections. Shit was beautiful.
Sunday: Jack shit. Worked on scripts for panels for the next weeks of Unlikely Positive Outlook.
Oh, did you know? Unlikely Positive Outlook
And my other story set in space Nimbus Saga
I can always say that art is my constant. I draw and feel good about myself cause it's something I can fucking DO! Music is a struggle; it'll get me chicks, but damn it's a struggle.
<-- The fuck is this?
I guess I should share some of my music.
Soundcloud: Agilux Agifold - Better end of Days
This is one of the songs I'm most proud of. It's scary and heavy, but still soft or something. I'll post more as time progresses.
Alright, blog thing. Hopefully no one reads this.
Later.