Bombs fell, children cried out to god for mercy, terror gripped us all.

My English teacher in high school said to start shit essays with with an attention grabber. The above was an actual sentence that started an essay about a short story that was about buying groceries.

Any hoe, I just wanted to drop you kids a line and say that I’m ramping up the book writing again. You might remember the one about my trip around the world… it’s still in there, and i’ve got to get it out. (like a demon in my leg)

Other then that, not having to do the diary has been a huge weight off and I’ve gotten more gradual reports out there. And feel better about the content I’ve been putting out there. Still not making enough to through caution to the wind but that’s probably a good thing. Give me a dollar and I’ll make you laugh… give me a million and I’ll probably kill someone with a golden spear…

Speaking of money I’m in talks with a dude about getting mugs made. So that you kids can fill out the experience with mugs with my mug on them.. pun intended

cool I’m glad we had this talk…

-d