Random Journal

Out of the blue. Today, I took a mean piss. Relief, like the feeling of finally setting down a heavy weight after carrying it for hours. For the first time since the relief from the shit described in my last journal, I felt great, and the world seemed like a better place. Sometimes relief doesn’t arrive with celebration — it arrives with a silent leak before peace, before writing in this journal.

Lionheart Leaks was a work-in-progress graphic novel I was working on before it morphed into the Technossance Magazine, and the rest was history. You bet I taught the Technossance Magazine at the “School of Rock”.

I always wanted to teach, even long before retirement. Last year, I finally got the opportunity of a lifetime when I was invited to teach at Prime Academy. Walking into the classroom for the first time felt both exciting and meaningful, like I had finally stepped into something I had imagined for years.

I taught there for over a year, and it turned out to be one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. I enjoyed sharing ideas, stories, and lessons with the students, and I learned a great deal from them in return. It was a great experience, one I’ll always look back on with pride and gratitude. Most of my teaching was online. Ottis O’Toole didn’t learn much, but that was okay.

Now that I’m retired, I often look back on that time with great fondness. Even today, I still think about the Prime Academy, the curriculum, and the feeling that, for a little while, I was right where I was meant to be, doing my own shit.

There’s something special about listening to vinyl on a record player that modern music can’t completely replace.

Today’s Top 5 Songs:

1. “Roll Over Beethoven” by The Beatles ‧ 1963.
2. “Time Is on My Side” by The Rolling Stones ‧ 1964.
3. “Time to Pretend” by MGMT ‧ 2007.
4. “Professor Nutbutter’s House of Treats” by Primus ‧ 1995.
5. “The One You Belong To” by The Sheepdogs ‧ 2010.

Just need to fall in love with destruction again. The Stoned Theory Of My Own Destruction is my novel and something finished after decades. The first working title was Beyond The Blue Kite but I didn’t like it much. Brewington is a sleepy beer town from one of Ray’s dreams.

Brewington Brewery is located near the Weber Warehouse and the ground pounds late into the night. The Brewington Buckaroos were a minor league hockey team. Some of the kids spent some time at Bad Library in Brewington before heading over to Buck Burgers again.