I'm level twenty now. Feels good. My adventuring companion, a Val Shir Bezerker has reached level 21, but I don't feel inferior. Underneath the eight-foot-tall-tiger exterior beats a heart of gold. Besides, his intelligence attribute is only 27, and I'm up around 62. I think that speaks for itself.

Please add to the list of bands that I like: The Bicycles.

In other listing news, some of my favorite nights at the boat:

• Jon-Rae and the River


• Puppetmastaz/Jeans Team/Pyramid Culture


• Goin' Steady #2 (w/ Dan Aykroyd and Ron Wood)


• Last Ever Expensive Shit


• Lindsay's Birthday


• Trevor and Tallulah's Birthday Boatride


• Bad Bands Revolution


• Final Fantasy Video Release (w/ NHS, Laura Barrett and the Adorables)


• Duchess Says


• Castle Music, On Great Lakes Swimming, Sandro Perri

That's all for now, but there's more.

-Trevor

I can now see things that happened in the past! Examples:







Fun!

I like hanging out with Ryan Thomas and being infected by his go-getter attitude. He has the enthusiasm Ialways wish I had, ubut can never drum up on my own. Being around him improves my social intelligence.

When I said yestedray I wasn't going to delete... actually, that was 2 days ago now-- I was just messing around. the experiement has had surprising result.s It's changed the way I write. I have forbidden myself to edit as I write. I have to continue my first thought, even if I think of something better wright away. Also, my typos sometime s create interesting wordplays as with that last sentence. After only a couple of days this experience has been so interesting I think I'll dtry changing more things abou t myself at random, just to see the results. It'll be like the Summer of JGeorge on Seinfeld when George decides to do evertything the opposit e of wheat he would normally do. That's me. The summer of Evan.

beautivful, if you can use such a word for a Hunter Thompson obit, which you sure as hel fucking cant. It was fucking gonzo, though, man. I just read the fucker just now atnd it's probably the pbest thing you've ever written. best thing you've written that i've read, that's a fact. Summed it all up as nice as anyone and with more truth than most, probably. I'm isnspired over here.

I went by church street today and saw a drag queen dancing in the middle of the road. I can feel the spring thaw in my apartment. This morning I woke refreshed and energized, even after a long day of weed and video game abuse. It's the air. My cat is more excitable than ever.

Time for a digresson. I've been thinking about self-censorship. About deletion. I delete alot. I backspace. Editing is one of my strenghts. I'm a compulsive self-editor, mabye. But jmust now. Just as I was tyhping that sentence about my cat I change it ast at the last minute. I had a thought, a sentence in my head, then I second guessed it. By the time I decided to go with my original idea it was gone. Funny how ideas con poof like that, like dreams that you forget in the morning. After I typed my corrected (second) sentecne I felt a weight in my stomach. THe this isn't fun anymore, in fact it's making me nervous--knot. It means I'm not happy with what I'm writing and I should stop. Why? because I deleted. IN my head, way before I got a chance to type. In the spirit of this lessen I am not going to bakcspace for the resto f the weedk. That is why this post is all fucked up, obviously. Now you know I'm not a moron and I know slightly more about myself than I did five minutes ago. My cat is asleep now.

Holy shit. Worst mistake of my career as a booker. I mean, this is a pretty good show but it still feels kind of shitty.

It's nothing to do with the quality of the music. In fact the music has been surprisingly good. I'm just filled with an antipathy towards the nature of the show itself.

4 bands, all playing to semi-interested audiences.

Maybe it's the fact that I didn't sleep, but everything feels like work. I'm contantly on guard for people trying to fuck me over. Is the band going to steal my patch cord? Is the promoter trying to scam more free drink tickets? Is that girl underage?

I gotta just give in and roll with it. I've got a ten piece act up next and they decided to show up too late for soundcheck. Their fault I guess.

Pull no punches in this blog, I decide. But then also mention no names. Google yourslef all you want band-in-question. You'll find nothing here.

-trevor

How long is the bus going to take times how dirty is the bench over bracket how tired am I plus how heavy are my packages close bracket.

-Trevor

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