Both me and Parker have been vewy vewy busy, what with him abandoning us all and setting out for the great American west and me finishing my first feature film - Things have been stressful to say the least.
That said, our stresses, and most everyone I know stresses are white problems at best.
Sure replacing the tires on your car is a bummer but it's not a bummer like starving, living amongst civil war or having a fucking bomb dropped on your family home without warning.
Our problems, our worries, are as manufactured and fabricated as the stories we write about ghosts and monsters or threesomes that never were.
I just want it to be clear that I know this, that no matter how bad things get, I can still go to my parents house and eat their string cheese and drink their diet coke.
I'm not alone and neither are you. Not as long as World Wide Dirt is around. No siree.
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Well I immediately got off track. I have Heavy Hands shirts for kickstarter customers being made right now.
Check out the store my soon to be brother in law is running, they are printing the shirts.
cool shirts, cool dudes
The Shop WI
Also, there is an awesome event tomorrow night being thrown at:
Sweet Water Organics in Bayview 7 PM
Dawn Of The Universe
Enamored
Shadow Puppets
and More
tons of cool stuff.
Throw them 5 dollars.
Come to this, get some shirts, be real, get real, fall in love, get in a fistfight, puke a bunch, eat some wings, eat some tofu, write a letter, make a postcard, watch a movie, drink beers in a movie theater, go on a drive, slap some asses (consensual), buy some shoes, steal some shoes, live hard, die free, decompose, re-incarnate.
Sean Williamson
