Things really changed for us two years ago when CPS awarded me custody of my 6 year old, after his mom and boyfriend beat him pretty severely.
All of a sudden, the whiskey drinking 51 year old retired gunslinger is walking a kid to school in the mornings and helping with homework I hardly understand.
Progress on my album has been put on hold for now. Renovation of the studio also halted as we have converted it to a room for our next to oldest boy while he finishes up his degree.
Just last week, the 19 year old left for college in Washington State!!!
No complaints here, as I feel blessed to be a blessing, but its like i am afraid i will literally die before i finish the CD.
There is not a quiet moment in my life at present!!!
Thankfully, i am able to play bass for the blues band regularly and some studio work and guitar students still seek me out....otherwise, I would likely go crazy.
Frequently, I sit down and write a song fragment, but my duties or other obligations (i.e. supporting other musical projects) pulls me away, derailing my creativity.
Saturdays are usually my play all day time. I just jam as much as I can while everyone is off doing other things.
The weekend of March 3-5th was spending quality time with my wife time. I didn't pick up a guitar for three days!!!
Most mornings, i'm up at 4:00 and start banging away on my unplugged Squirecaster for a few hours until everyone wakes up around 6:15.
I often get emails from E.S.G. asking if I ever sleep.
Recently, i got asked to play rythym and lead on a local band's cover of Rosanna by Toto. That was really cool...
The train of life is pretty slow right now...
I bought my wife a "no reason" ruby heart pendant and surprised her tonight...supervised homework, then we watched Masha and The Bear, tucked in the little one, said our prayers, posted a bunch of photos here in a totally inappropriate thread, showered, then decided two or three cups of coffee would help me sleep better...which it does...and here I sit posting away.
Having an ASD really makes you wierd to other people. The band loves me because I smile a lot and keep quiet.
Sometimes I wonder about eternity. I have always believed in God and a heaven and hell, but I sure hope they don't put me on janitorial staff up there.
I wonder if I will run into Lemmy and Ronnie Dio.
Will there be beer in heaven???
Our daughter turns 13 on May 5th. I already have her gift.
I'm almost out of whiskey. Costco sells the big bottles, basically Chivas Regal. I am doing better. I'm halfway through the gallon I got for Christmas. That's a HUGE reduction for me!!!
I think I will drink a beer right now just to read the label. Stella has been being brewed since 1366!
Can't decide which guitar of mine I like best.
What's it like to be normal???
Geez, no wonder I really don't know anybody!!!
This is how my mind jumps around. Its like this 24/7. Kind of annoying.
Then poetry comes into my head...
Oh darkened soul I ponder how
Your painful secrets disavowed
A lifetime hiding in the shadows
This world condemns you to the gallows...
Amid the sound of distant thunder
I walk in darkness filled with wonder
I feel the closest to the sunlight
In the solstice of the moonlight
Some think me evil, mad perhaps
My thoughts, so far beyond their grasp.
My painful hymn of isolation
A symphony of condemnation
There is no prison like the mind
So few escape its ties that bind
And then, can one be truly free?
From such a mental travesty?
I learned to live to spite those souls
Who sought to drive me to the shoals.
To those who dug for me this well
A very special place in hell
Crazy..it came as fast as I could type the words...makes no sense.
Like me....
All of a sudden, the whiskey drinking 51 year old retired gunslinger is walking a kid to school in the mornings and helping with homework I hardly understand.
Progress on my album has been put on hold for now. Renovation of the studio also halted as we have converted it to a room for our next to oldest boy while he finishes up his degree.
Just last week, the 19 year old left for college in Washington State!!!
No complaints here, as I feel blessed to be a blessing, but its like i am afraid i will literally die before i finish the CD.
There is not a quiet moment in my life at present!!!
Thankfully, i am able to play bass for the blues band regularly and some studio work and guitar students still seek me out....otherwise, I would likely go crazy.
Frequently, I sit down and write a song fragment, but my duties or other obligations (i.e. supporting other musical projects) pulls me away, derailing my creativity.
Saturdays are usually my play all day time. I just jam as much as I can while everyone is off doing other things.
The weekend of March 3-5th was spending quality time with my wife time. I didn't pick up a guitar for three days!!!
Most mornings, i'm up at 4:00 and start banging away on my unplugged Squirecaster for a few hours until everyone wakes up around 6:15.
I often get emails from E.S.G. asking if I ever sleep.
Recently, i got asked to play rythym and lead on a local band's cover of Rosanna by Toto. That was really cool...
The train of life is pretty slow right now...
I bought my wife a "no reason" ruby heart pendant and surprised her tonight...supervised homework, then we watched Masha and The Bear, tucked in the little one, said our prayers, posted a bunch of photos here in a totally inappropriate thread, showered, then decided two or three cups of coffee would help me sleep better...which it does...and here I sit posting away.
Having an ASD really makes you wierd to other people. The band loves me because I smile a lot and keep quiet.
Sometimes I wonder about eternity. I have always believed in God and a heaven and hell, but I sure hope they don't put me on janitorial staff up there.
I wonder if I will run into Lemmy and Ronnie Dio.
Will there be beer in heaven???
Our daughter turns 13 on May 5th. I already have her gift.
I'm almost out of whiskey. Costco sells the big bottles, basically Chivas Regal. I am doing better. I'm halfway through the gallon I got for Christmas. That's a HUGE reduction for me!!!
I think I will drink a beer right now just to read the label. Stella has been being brewed since 1366!
Can't decide which guitar of mine I like best.
What's it like to be normal???
Geez, no wonder I really don't know anybody!!!
This is how my mind jumps around. Its like this 24/7. Kind of annoying.
Then poetry comes into my head...
Oh darkened soul I ponder how
Your painful secrets disavowed
A lifetime hiding in the shadows
This world condemns you to the gallows...
Amid the sound of distant thunder
I walk in darkness filled with wonder
I feel the closest to the sunlight
In the solstice of the moonlight
Some think me evil, mad perhaps
My thoughts, so far beyond their grasp.
My painful hymn of isolation
A symphony of condemnation
There is no prison like the mind
So few escape its ties that bind
And then, can one be truly free?
From such a mental travesty?
I learned to live to spite those souls
Who sought to drive me to the shoals.
To those who dug for me this well
A very special place in hell
Crazy..it came as fast as I could type the words...makes no sense.
Like me....