August 16, 2018

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Almost every couple I know has that “story for the ages” about how they met. Typically, it’s only mildly funny, cute and romantic and sometimes not even at all except to the couple telling the story. Often, one must sit through a bunch of wholly fabricated drivel to get through to the end of the “happily ever after” story. I can’t say for certain whether ours is a story for the ages, but I can assure you the story of how I met...

August 2, 2018

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When you play in a punk band long enough, you see and are also a part of some events that people who don’t play in punk bands can’t even fathom (see:  Ghostbusters – “I’ve seen shit that will turn you white”). The time when no one was at a show on a tour with Mishap in Southern California except this shitfaced punk rocker who proceeded to start a one man mosh pit with a chair for the duration of our 30 minute set and somehow t...

July 23, 2018

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So, I realized after a few comments that I kinda left the end of the whole “I almost died” story with quite a few loose ends.

At some point in the ICU, I asked the doctor what the timeline is on this sort of crap.  As you may or may not know, I live in Costa Rica full time. Since I had already seen a good chunk of the USA over the years, I really...

July 20, 2018

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So, there I was in Costa Rica and I had just been told that without a heart transplant (healthcare in Costa Rica is insanely cheaper compared to USA standards, but a heart transplant without medical insurance was still out of the question financially) I would most likely die. I was really screwed to say the least. My heart’s ejection fraction (basically the MPG my body was ge...

June 18, 2018

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I’ll repeat the disclaimer from Part 1. I’m not a rapist, or anything with this no means yes thing. It’s more like when I was filling in for a guitar player on tour for my really good pals, Dun Bin Had, back in 2007. Touring is the best thing in the world (I’ll elaborate in different posts), and I jumped at the opportunity. 10 days up and down California, Oregon, and Washington – uh, hell yes, I’d do it! Little did I know thes...

June 7, 2018

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First of all, I’m not a misogynist, a rapist, or a serial killer so, get your head out of the Goddamn gutter right now. That “no means yes” thing has nothing to do with that. Christ, I hope this title doesn’t attract THOSE kind of readers. Eeek.

Secondly, I’m almost 1 year clean and sober (I don’t consider weed a drug so, go argue about that with someo...

June 1, 2018

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I never set out to be a punk rocker. I’m not sure if anyone does. I never set out to be Johnny Shitbird either. I am SURE that NO ONE sets out with THAT aspiration in life. I really won’t bore you with my childhood, except it was like most everyone else growing up in the lower/middle class East Bay section of The San Francisco Bay Area in the 1980s. I was groomed to be a college graduate in engineering, and thus the direction...

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