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The more things change....

Hi Mike. Weird weekend that started with a 3 minute voice message from your favorite Croat asking me for help tracking down Schmidtheads photos or flyers. It's actually the second time he's asked, and the second time I've had to explain that not only do I have a very limited memory of anything that really happened between '85-'88 in Arcata (sadly, given all the shows, ASB stuff and just general hijinks we got into) and didn't take photos like I should have been at shows and stuff. I was busy taking weird personal candids, but in terms of shows - I was all into doing it, and as usual, didn't have the confidence to just get in there and take photos. It is probably my greatest regret that I was so selfish in my photography. Sure, part of it was the cost of film and developing, but overall, I cannot for the life of me figure out why I didn't give it more of a go. That said, why didn't I pursue drama/stage work more? Why didn't I keep doing A/V stuff, what the hell happened to me? Why have I never had the drive to swing harder at stuff? Anyway. Dario wanted help with media for the SH (was that Baffert's band? I barely even remember that shit) because, ironically, he's releasing a record for them. Kid loves his posthumous releases, that's for sure. Apparently he's seen the Ramones five times. Insane, as hes waaaaay too young to be a European whose seen them that many times.
Anyway. I think I might be seeing some light. I'm clearly in one of those tranisition phases, and I think I'm going to be ablet o figure a path out. Taking over the social media feeds for my current employer might give me an opportunity to transition to something that I don't have to be trapped in this office to do. Also, that I can do for others, freelance. I figure if I do that, and maybe actually cought up for the editing certificate, I might be able to not live in a box at 65. But we'll see. I've still got to figure out what I'm gonna do for my mom and how my living situation is going to evolve.
To be honest, as much as PSQ is driving me batshit crazy, I do love the damn apartment, the art I have on the walls, and the windows I have on the ocean. Dammit.

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