How’s it going out there Portland? Crazy times? I’ve been burying my head in the sand lately, after burning myself out trying to play my part in our current affairs (keeping it vague). It’s been nice to rejuvenate at home, alone in solitude. There’s an End of the World Party happening soon (preceded by a Dress to Get Laid Party), a nod to my friends and I’s nostalgia for our youth and life in the early 2000’s (basically, we’re going to party insanely hard). But before that, I’m going to delve into the news for a bit (I checked out just before the attack on Iran – and all I know is that it happened but nothing else). It’s going to be a lot I know, along with whatever else has happened. Then I’m going AWOL again from my societal duties for one last bender cause lord knows I need it. And then! And then.. well it’s that time in the history of the world where I need to fight for what I believe in, for my light, and for love. “Do not go gentle into that good night. Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”