New Podcast!

Juan's back! With amazing tales of PalmCon, a Megaflu and his fight for immigrant rights.  Yeah we kinda get political for a few minutes, not on purpose it just sorta happened.  But overall a good comeback for the show.

Enjoy.

Another album i've been listening to for over 15 years

ALBUM:               WILDFLOWERS

YEAR:                   1994

ARTIST:                TOM PETTY

I started listening to Tom Petty around 92', right around the time gangsta rap just wasn't doing it for me anymore.  Mary Jane's Last Dance to this day is one of the greatest songs i think, but that was released with the greatest hits, i don't think that counts as an album.  The album that followed was Wildflowers, i remember listening to it and almost forcing myself to like just because of the build up.  It started with a few songs that struck a chord inside me, slowly every song was speaking to me separately.  There was a frankness in his voice, almost like all those things were true, these were definitely the words of a man who had been around.  I'm not saying i'm old, but fuck if i don't feel like i was born in the wrong decade, i've got an old soul and this man was talking to me like we were old buddies and these were some of the adventures we had been on.  You know that scene where you're sitting on the porch with a friend you've known a while and just reminiscing about the good old days?  That was me and Tom Petty with Wildflowers, to this day it's always accessible for me and i listen to it on those days when i have to remember where i am and how i got here. 

Lyrics that sums up the album:

Time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead, I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
It's time to move on, it's time to get going

If I had to pick a song:

IT'S GOOD TO BE KING

Our conversation this week is about TV shows we like.

There is and there isn't a spoiler, you decide.  Other than that we have a good conversation about TV shows we're digging right now.  Of course we sidetrack, it's out thing, it's what we do, it's why you listen.  To hear Juan say something like "Sookie is a supernatural cum-bucket", you know, the pretty things you like to hear.


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So this is what i've been working on

I can't draw very well, but i like drawing.  Lately i've had a plethora of ideas that combine a simple drawing with my words attached to it, words that adds to the picture, or a picture that adds to the words.  Don't know what i want to be the ultimate climax for them, for right now they will live on my notebook. I guess i wouldn't making prints out of them to frame and hang, that would be an idea. But it is fun to try new things, i have too many ideas in my head sometimes, i'm just glad i can't knit or you'd be seeing that too here. 

These are the days my mom never told me about.

I’ve selfishly come to terms with my own death, but lately it has felt like I’ve entered the age where shit’s getting real, where those around me are being affected by things I have not come to terms with.  Friends are married, having their first child, expecting their second and in some cases third.  Words like autism and cancer are hitting a little too close to home.  Where shit that used to get a reaction out of me, that used to solicit an action from me, is now just a moot point that I wouldn’t even raise my middle finger to address.  It scares me a little but it’s nothing a quick downward spiral or an empty bottle of rum can’t fix, right?

It seems I’m past the age of fist fights, of arguments that really won’t get resolved by shouting, of measuring dick sizes.  Look, homie, we’re the same size but not the same thing.  Don’t get me wrong, there are still a few key things that will set me off, but for the most part I’m not that guy anymore, I’ll defuse things if possible.  I like walking tall but not for being able to intimate and beat up, no, now it’s to stop it before it starts, to protect and defend that which is close to me or belongs to me.  The “glory” days, the all or nothing days are more than a few days back now.

I used to always have an opinion, sometimes a theory on autism when I saw some pie chart on the news about it.  It was either the pharmaceutical companies finding a new cash cow or over sensitive parents trying to explain why their son wasn’t like everyone else.  It reminded me too much of Mother of America and what they’ve done to my beloved Corps.  But it wasn’t until seeing it up close that I realized I don’t know shit.  I got no kids, the ones I’ve been close to have been for mere hours, I don’t see them off to bed and I’m not there when they wake.  I don’t know what it feels like to have a pregnant partner who worries about those things.  But that time is coming I imagine, I’m at the age where I’m in line at least.

A few years back I knew friends parents that had survived cancer, or had lost a parent to cancer.  Now I know someone who survived it, I know someone who is waiting on results and even someone who just got negative results.  Unfortunately, I know someone who’s cancer came back, she’s a trooper though and I know she’ll make it through.  I can’t even imagine what that phone call must have been like, she’s my friend, has been for a long time, it’s a terrible feeling to feel helpless.  I’m not a praying man, but my thoughts are with her.  My thoughts are in a few places right now in this matter.

Yeah, my death is nothing, I die and it all ends there.  No more worries, no more pain, nothing but the unknown and hopefully that is just a big light show and nothing else.  This age I’ve come into is something I can’t beat up, I can’t ignore and let it go away.  It’s a pressing force that requires my attention for the rest of my life. 

Can't shut us up.

Just a chat, nothing planned, mostly about fighting sports and some comic stuff.  You know, two guys drinking beers, enjoying each other's company in the most heterosexual way possible.  Not that there's anything wrong with homosexuality, but i dont think we'd be each other's type. Just saying.

Enjoy.

Jerry's Calendar Update

As you can see, Saturday is my weak day.  Which i find interesting cause it should be the day i take the most advantage of since i don't have to work.  But this has helped me realize that i do write a significant amount, but it is very difficult to keep the chain going, so many things come up throughout the week.  Also, i have a few art projects i've been working on that sometimes i put off the writing for.  Though i am working on something to use my writing in cohesion with drawings, i'll post something later to kinda show you what i mean.  That's all for now.

A brief history of our beer consumption.

so here's the thing, Juan and I like to drink, one of us more than the other maybe.  In today's episode we discuss our history with drinking, beer to be specific.  From our lowly beginning of drinking anything thrown at us to our current more refined pallet.


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