I animated one of Kris Wilson’s comics for “Cyanide & Happiness" and turned it into a GIF. That was about six years ago. Then, today, a friend reminded me about it in an email, and it still cracks me the hell up. Had to share. Find more of the original web comic here:
December the 18th, 2012 — What is going on this Tuesday? There IS something… something. My drummer is in the hospital as I write this, and the man who comes out from that hospital will be a different man… or the start of a different man. My brother Skybreak finishes his last exam of the semester today, with only one more semester before finishing an intensive engineering degree. My sister Faerie finishes her last day of work in Austin today before moving to a city three hours away. And, while I was thinking about all of this, a more recent friend sent me a message telling me to have a great Tuesday and that Tuesday’s are always magic. Interesting coincidence… and it reminds me of a certain wizard in a book I read. The wizard hears a knock at the door. When he opens the door, a rather large dragon is waiting just outside the door. Without flinching, the wizard huffs and shouts, “It’s Tuesday! Not my day for dragons!” …then slams the door. Warmth remains in Austin, and slowly I heal, and today I will also connect with the Daughter of the Wind… from 10000 kilometers away… and who knows what a Tuesday can bring? Only the day will answer that question.
I have been offline for a while… at least for the most part. It will stay that way for a while. If I said I was doing “well” I would be lying… but I know where the bottom really IS, and I am far from the bottom. I am in the ATX… and the woman I love is across the ocean in Paris. .. the woman who holds my heart is far in body… and that is fucking difficult. It is like pulling the pin out of the center from a spinning wheel, and the entire wheel spins out of place and into chaos. At the same time, things in my world start falling apart, with the T.Rex Digital Label about to expire and go offline, as well as the memorial I built for Mushuto…. and Landlore will go offline soon also. So much thanks to a fellow musician, who helped me restore my SoundCloud account when it went offline last week… and thanks to many others also. I know enough to recognize that my mind is unhinged…. and I know enough to shut myself up and be quiet when I’m like that.. but I needed to at least post something. I WILL return. I woke up a few minutes earlier and needed to write something quickly…. but this is all for now. A few more things will fall apart before things get better… and, with time, I will rebuild. So much insane love for my woman, and so much gratitude for my tribe and for friends and musicians in my life.
in 2004, a rather impressive blizzard taught me a very valuable lesson… a blizzard that almost killed me when I was alone on a highway and walking miles in the snow. It was a simple lesson: “Stop and you die. Move and you live.” If you put one foot in front of the other foot long enough, even the most dangerous blizzard will eventually end… and after the blizzard comes the sun.