Random Journal

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Wowzers! I finally did it. I’ve put the final touches on my online books.

I’ve always struggled with editing, and not much has really changed.

There won’t be any more books, but I’ve left behind good literature.

I’m sick of studying my own work like a sick puppy; it’s time to enjoy.

Retirement hasn’t started fine, but I’m still making time for records.

Top 5 Songs for March 25th, 2026:

1. “Hunger Strike” by Temple of the Dog ‧ 1991.
2. “The Waiting” by Tom Petty ‧ 1981.
3. “Sam’s Town” by The Killers ‧ 2006.
4. “Back Down South” by Kings Of Leon ‧ 2010.
5. “Uncle John’s Band” by Grateful Dead ‧ 1970.

Temple of the Dog and the years of working like a dog are fading into the past, but the echoes of those achievements remain. I once served as mayor of Hess Village after graduating from Mohawk College with a diploma in media arts, and later found my place as a writer-in-residence at the Bad Books Library in Brewington. I taught at the School of Rock at Prime Academy, briefly holding the title of professor of rock, a role I carried with pride. Now, in retirement in Brewington, I pick up my youngest son from school and sometimes get called grandpa — and somehow, that feels just right. It feels olden and golden.

Binge-listening, binge-watching, and even binge-eating have become part of the rhythm of modern life, where once you start, it’s hard to stop and sometimes you don’t even want to. There’s something comforting about getting lost in a stream of content, whether it’s a series that pulls you in episode after episode or a playlist that keeps unfolding song after song. The same idea carries over to music, where binge-listening feels less like overindulgence and more like immersion, a way to disappear into sound and stay there for a while. That’s how I feel about the Technossance music and great music in general — I don’t just want to listen, I want to binge it, to let it play for hours, to drift from one track to the next without interruption. It becomes less about consumption and more about experience, where time fades, and the music takes over, filling the space with something real and constant, something alive. I’m forever grateful.