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May 16, 2020

  Karen talked me into talking with her therapist. She was concerned about my addictive behavior, so was I. It only took about five minutes with the counselor before I was sobbing. The rehab was on a lake in New Hampshire, beautiful place. It was a well spent 30 days,...

May 8, 2020

   So I'm off to where I began. A respite from my out of control life, or so I hoped. Orvel was dead so it was just Mother and I, once again. I hadn't changed so my vices hadn't either in fact I developed a new one, Poker. You could legally gamble in Bell, CA, all...

May 2, 2020

This is an autobiography in several ongoing blogs. From the suburban wasteland of Southern California to to punk clubs of Boston.