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My Best Friend is a Sock Puppet

Two weeks from today I'll be jumping on a plane to head down to my new home in Tracy. That's a mere 14 days of final lunches/dinners with friends, wrapping up things at my two jobs (whose brilliant idea was it to take on an extra job?), designing several logo drafts and finalizing a logo for a local business, packing all my worldly possessions (as opposed to the ethereal possessions which fortunately need no packing), playing one last gig in Homer, getting a job or at least a job plan in the San Francisco Bay area, and trying not to go completely insane. The upside? In 14 days it'll be over and I'll be living my new life. Look out Curt: I'm coming to California, but make no guarantees about my sanity by the time I get there. They do have mental wards in Tracy right?

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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion


D,
Move your body to Tracy and your sanity will follow shortly!
Best of luck and enjoy this insane time in your life! These are the moments that make your heart beat faster and make you break out in a cold sweat, but you KNOW you are alive!


It's kind of like a big 747 taking off...lots of pre-flight instrument checks, lots of launch prep, lots of fuel, focused energy and effort...and then it just sails like a bird. I'm here.