Holy Hell... My first Blog. I'm not even sure how these things work which makes me even more like my dad but I thought it be a good way to document my life on the road. Currently I'm sitting in a coffee shop in Geneseo NY with Katastrophe who's my current touring buddy...my life-style partner if you will. We've had two days off in a row and I feel like a new person.  Touring always brings you to a brain space somewhere between high school and a therapist's office. Last night I had a dream that really put life in perspective for me. I dreamt that I just got diagnosed with a disease that slowly swelled your brain till you died in what seemed like just a few weeks/months. I was really mad at myself in the dream for not doing more with my days and instead spending my life on the computer working (**a lot like now). When I woke up I couldn't figure out if it was a dream or reality.  I was almost crying with worry or relief and I couldn't decide which. Relief I'm guessing now.  I am going to chalenge myself more, make the art I want to make instead of talking about making the art I wanted to make and I'm goint to unplug this damned machine...well for now at least. Peace.