oh, yeah. I have a blog...

So I started off by misspelling "SO". Ellie Mae is dead. I'm OK. Turning this blog into "Hi, Diane (Diary of a Madman)". MP3 voice recording and field recordings interspersed with music. Expect a lot of dead-air, cursing-to-the-high-heavens, get-rich-quick ideas, mumblings, grumblings and who-knows-what! If you figure out who I am, don't tell my mom.

I made it!

Ellie Mae blew her water seal gasket, there was a blizzard in Texas, I picked up a hitch-hiker in Pheonix, road with me all the way to Houston... That was strange. Prayed with a young black man in Houston... One of those guys that has hope for the world. Rain in Louisiana... Day five... Starvation and driving... Numbness. No sleep. Made it to the EARL.... Stella Artois and boiled peanuts... Heavenly. No plan from here.... More news at 11...

mere days away...

rounding up some travelling cash... got a new distributor cap.... running good...

Distributor Cap Busted, trip postponed

but the family is doing Christmas shit and I am here alone. Made a podcast...

podcast

I hope to start the "Some Jerk In A Van" podcast soon... In the mean time, here is my latest musical podcast from my other blog, The Darkness Cooks. enjoy!

One: Kicked to the Curb

What the hell am I gonna do now? I am too old for this shit. Too tired for this shit. Years without happiness, affection. Time to begin again. I'm gonna hit the highway soon. Got myself a 1987 VW Vanagon... Putting up some curtains, loading up a guitar and amp and hitting the road. Ellie Mae is her name and driving is the game. More Later.