Back Online and isn’t that great. It’s possible that I’ve not gotten some emails — we’ve changed servers.

The richest woman in the world has announced she will kill two more people. Yipes.

Why am I posting this?

Postcard from Jesse:

We’re Moving

That is, we’re changing hosts. I’d like to thank Graham Spice for hooking me up with free hosting all these years, and I wish him all the fucking best at his new position teaching –and starting a completely new department of studies– for Washington and Lee University.

I’ve known Graham since we were 18, living on the same floor of Pembroke at Belmont University. He’s not only one of the smartest guys I’ve ever met, he’s one of the best friends one could ever hope for.

Inspiration comes by from time to time. She’s a “bad-weather” friend of mine.

THOR tourdates! Be sure to catch him on the 8th in the Basement if you are living in Nashville…

BRN came and went last week and everything is back to normal. Videos were made…
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Watch Spin. 8 minutes long.

picture time

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William Walker
Recently in the news I read that five pistols belonging to William Walker’s army had been stolen from a museum in Nicaragua.

This made me flashback to one of those heritage signs back home, in particular, the one that marks Walker’s place of birth– now a busy corner in the commercial zone of Nashville, at the foot of the “R2D2” skyscraper, where I once worked.

“William Walker–Grey-eyed Man of Destiny” was the title, along with a story akin to the end of Aaron Burr’s life, or Kinski in that Herzog film.

here.

After reading the sign, I always envisioned walker to be a sort of stoic-looking Gaby Hayes. Not so; he met his richly well-deserved destiny at the age of 36.