So, this afternoon, if the gods release enough pity upon me to keep the clouds from roaring too hard I’m getting on that flight to San Francisco. A few nights ago my mother took me out to play pool and, well, I recorded it all and took the time to edit it as a way to, I don’t know, immortalize the good times since so often my brain keeps adding links to the chain anyhow.
Here I am fighting back.
My Last Hurrah Pt. 1
My Last Hurrah Pt. 2: Electric Baby Juice
(This one is way funnier because SHOTS)