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5.26.15

Wow, a lot of things have been going on since I last posted.
Raptor House is in it's fifth month since Vick and I took it over and things are going amazingly well. It's always amazing to have to local bands like Bad Rye or Soviet Science Fair play, and new projects like Worship No Apparatus forming in our living room. Getting Catholic Guilt and Bad Future was exciting (I don't think I've ever seen this place so packed!). This Friday is Daniel's noise/fetish birthday party and Saturday we're doing a movie night (Holy Mountain/Gutterpunk Massacre), so it can only get better, right? It's great to see kids like Yuckii coming up in the world and supporting our venue so strongly.

I finished the semester at UNM by the skin of my teeth and I'm taking the summer off, possibly longer, to focus  on the house, making movies, writing stories, publishing zines, making art, and traveling. If all goes well Vick and I will be finishing up his latest script and my first one soon. We want to submit a short for the Wasteland Weekend Film Festival so that may be coming up soon, we'll see. The idea is to take the motorcycle out the WW in September (I recently showed Vick how to Wasteland his clothes and he's obsessed!).

I had my first public reading in March at the Sigma Tau Delta convention in front of a small but supportive audience. There is something so gratifying about seeing a stranger be strongly affected by your work; I don't know if I'll do the convention again but I definitely want to get my work out there more.
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