I am moving to North Carolina.

I dont know when, I dont know why, and I dont know how.

It is bittersweet. Leaving the Volcanoes, and brave rivers in barren basalt landscapes. Smelling the sweet urine-like smell of the lone ponderosa pine in the arid heat. Listening to elk bugle and hawks scream.

But I arrive in the east in a calculated time. As a reborn uncle. As a refreshed brother and a travel worthy son. I will set myself into the temperate forest and breathe air along with my kin.

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cHECK OUT THIS BanD FLIPPER. i AM RETRO-eVOLVING IN TO a FORMER SELF.

but anyways, I found this bit of punk rock history on the web

I like this website



United Airlines and Chicago can really suck sometimes. I thank god that their shoddy operation got me there and back again with my life to spare.