New Location, New Time Zone, New Job... Same Old Life?

Right well here we are again after a good break to get my collective shite together. OK so I haven't quite gotten my shite together really, but I'm working on it. Knowing that I would have a pretty slow day at my job today I had intended to really do up a good post, well now I'm 30 minutes away from leaving for the day and haven't gotten a damn thing done. So why am I writing this? More or less as a reminder to meself to go back and contact Jenny Lens from the old days of LA Punk, send a few of my long winded and mind torturing stories. But most important, to contact Jenny about the the Def Con One Inc. Archives. Here I thought i was being Mr. Clever in starting the archive oh so many years ago, and now a bunch of the true old timers are waking the fuck up, getting off their aging lazy asses and actually doing something about a scene that in true reality got very little TRUTHFUL documentation. The very long draft that I mentioned a few posts ago is till under way (you try remembering crap you did 20 years ago, drunk or sober alot of crap went down. Alot of circles crossed, alot of circles clashed all in all we were pretty territorial at that time, but I AGAIN digress. Those stories will all be told (OK not all, some are just too stupid, not relevant or can not be recalled with a good measure of accuracy). Anyway my point here is to mark and thank Jenny for reminding me that we all need to be diligent before we are all dead and it all slips away. To many folks have been hiding or hording what needs to get out to the world. Sorry for this side track, and sorry for the delays in posting; should be back on track with my usual unusual in the next few weeks or so.