Well the show , or reception was fun, i am hanging out in a motel in Seguin now , free net and its comfortable here, the college pinned me up , no bad i might say, i have photos of the show comming soon,
But last Friday, fuck, my b-day deal, i wrote it out but lost it some where, well basicly here is what happen i have been wacking down a half a quat of tequlia a night leading up to that friday, i made the closing on the two lots, and was just hanging out there
on the two lots, that late after noon ,pacing the place off sipping tequlila and talking to my self about what to next, when this homeless guy DeWayne walks up , he "worked" next door at this hostile , or organic green builing etc center, thats my next door neighbor, we start chatting seemed like a fun guy, about 50 , real tan, excon, sorta typical psycho with anger isssues about life, humm ,, lets get drunk
i thought it was all fun , nothing serious, but after a while he started reveing up , real animated, abotu his life and, (classic utube) if i had shot it, but ...
well i ended up leaving and went to the bar and had a hamburger then , i went over to James old gallery passed out a threw up all over the place outside!, luckly hoss was around, an in one of those rare dog bonding moments , in the minst of my head spinning worrying about he trafic driving by, who could see me , laying perfectly still,
i knew Hoss wasn't gonna let me wast that fucking ten buck hambuger,, yeas this is the life, , snap out of it, you left your glasses and hat at the bar along with the food you didin't pay for, so after an hour i pulled myself together and staggared over there and payed up but i think Hoss was now drunk.
so i crawled into the back o my truck and went to sleep,.,
the next morning i hear Dewayne went nutz over at the hostile , he went into the bathroom put his head threw a mirror and started cutting himself, and wanted to fight everybody,. well the sherifs dept showed up and took him away.,
maybe its time to slow down here