Crazy guy at the Voice of the Wetlands Festival tonight cornered me between sets and battered my brain with lunacy for fifteen minutes. Told me he used to fly pot back from Mexico until the cartel took him into a cave of dead bodies, then let him out. Quizzed me on why the dog crossed the road and how many 15/16ths were in an inch. Detailed a vast
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Funny story before I forget it, and before the Ghost show starts. There's this kid named JP who was a reporter at my paper before he got canned after a couple of months for general lunacy. Never met anyone who needed to be sedated more than JP
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I had to shoot a Catholic mass on my birthday. :( Shit creeps me right out--I just can't help it. Like, sometimes I'll kind of think it's cool for a minute, all the ritual, and then BAM, I get freaked out
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