16.7.26

Fuck Cancer

Today was probably the worst birthday I've ever experienced. But I don't want to make this post about me.

My Father has Stage 4 cancer, and today we received the news that it's spreading, and the prognosis is months to live. We knew we only had a short time, but this puts a finer point on it.

That's what our small family is dealing with. Fuck Cancer.


Grunge

I recall arguing with a friend about the current state of music at the time. I remarked that I had been listening to albums from the 70s and...