“…these corrosives do their magic slowly”

so it’s wednesday here at jeffcarter.net and all the land is buzzing with pre-4th of july fun. i think i might go back home to bake-o and see the parents and their shiny new “carter family tour bus” and maybe i’ll dye my hair blue–i look hot in blue–that shit goes well with my eyes. so if you’re one of the bake-o crew, give me a call. i’m already excited about who i might see and sad about those who i know i won’t see.

my parents are good people. my dad is a man of few words, so when he’s got something to say you shut the hell up and listen. the most profound thing he ever told me was that “hey, life is hard, but it’s the best gig in town.” in the past year, i’ve used that as my mantra because he’s right, life is a motherfucker. but when you least expect it, something or someone incredible comes into your life and changes your entire perspective and suddenly everything is sublime…at least that’s what she tells me.