Quick note. This is the fuckity fuck, Pablo. I been buried. My life is often about merging perspective into lives that thrive on denial. It was kind of a depressing line of work back in the day, but this license to insanity of late…well, I’m over it. And I have tried to reason and believe that anything this president does could be positive, but I’m seriously constipated with fear over his Nazi like control and the way the media fondles him as he degrades freedom and personal liberty with each and every move.
I do have Blown Star on the brain. The only weekend available at Toad Hall is Aug 15th. That is the same weekend as my twenty year reunion. I don’t even know if I can go to my twenty, but I hate to go and make it impossible by planting Blown Star in it’s place.
So I know a lot of folks need to know soon, and I hope to have plans in concrete in a week. So check back if you’re interested. And if you have any suggestions/input, drop it in the comments. And especially if you are a newbie, make sure you let your intended attendance be known. We’re all about accommodation at Blown Star.
Happiest Good Friday to All! More than any day on the calendar, this day represents true hope, kindness and life-changing love. I hope all those virtues are especially alive in you today.