Jessie Pearl Maker - Sept 24, 1924 - November 28, 2011

The most important person in my upbringing has passed away. I do believe she is free from the prison of her body and I will see her again someday.

She is barely hanging on. I was shocked at the decline because I saw her in late September and she was leagues above this. Her time is down to weeks at the most.

The family is here and we will have our Thanksgiving today. I'm sure Ill have more to say later.

grandma

Results are not good. They think cancer has made it to her bone marrow. We are waiting on word from an oncologist about possible options but it basically comes down to letting her spend the next several months in peace or try invasive things.

Im heading to Dallas for Thanksgiving. Everyone is going of course. We all want to get some quality time with her while she is coherent and able to communicate.

The women in my family are little sherman tanks so I will shoot for hopeful optimism.

great weekend. Met some new people. Made a couple more sales with the new product. Went out with friends. Practiced with the band. Made out with a gal. Got a client check in the mail. My cat is puking less.

Heading to Dallas this week. Grandma is in the hospital for some minor yet still important things. The doctor tells us her esophagus is weak due to age and this has been causing her to have a hard time swallowing. She is anemic so I believe they are giving her some blood as well.

We are going to meet over Thanksgiving to discuss a possible alternative method of her getting nutrients she needs. I feel more stressed just thinking about all this.

first sale

made my first sale with my new project. This is actually pretty big. It has a pulse.

inspired by a friends list, I think I want to make mine now. :)


What I want before I hit 35

1. 100K/yr income
2. House
3. A gal with potential
4. Fit Body
5. Awesome band playing regularly
6. At least yearly trips to foreign countries
7. 100% Debt free

9 minute mile

yesterday I ran a mile in about 8:50. It was on a treadmill so I don't exactly know how impressive that is. I hear 10 minutes is pretty common.

But I'm proud of myself. I could probably push that to below 8 minutes someday.

I know I need to stop the casual smoking. But man a cigarette is so good with beer.

In the past I made the mistake of making too many posts like the last one. No one, even myself, wants to hear updates on something like this so Ill only post if really significant things happen.

I can see 50 year old me thinking how my blog started sucking after November 2011.

Looks like Thanksgiving is going to be in Dallas. Grandma is having more and more old person problems and its tough to hear. Lumps that need checking, problems swallowing, problems seeing and just overall downhill things.

The amputation really put her on a faster decline then any of us would like to admit. She is stubborn about eating, practically refuses to drink water and other frustrating things. My aunt is a Saint for taking care of her. I hope the family can make it to Dallas this year.

waiting sucks

I hate waiting.

I have my product created, the sales letter up and functioning and all that's left is to get the approval from the company that will handle the credit card processing and I will be able to take this project live.

Its a 3-5 day process. This is going to be excruciating.

I have a good feeling about this project. I hope it will supplement my income and possibly one day become my main source.

my band is pretty much in limbo right as we finish our album. It sucks a bit. None of us are very into it. We spent a year on the album and I like 3 or 4 songs on it so while excited to get those heard by people, I definitely see that this is the last leg of the band and Im not necessarily broken-hearted about it.

We've been together since 2007 which is crazy. I posted a lot of entries on this blog about my experiences. I had a lot of great memories. Also I have never had so much silent interpersonal strife in my entire life. Volumes of things unsaid behind tightly sealed lips. Nights of mock conversations where I just let it out as if people were standing there. Lost sleep. Fantasies of punching people. Seriously the things you read about with bands are true.

You take egos and creativity and you can get some very bad things.

But I know with the passing of time there will be no hard feelings or bad juju. It was a great period of my life. I learned a hell of a lot about myself in some very unexpected ways. Overall we were very respectful to each other and if not friends, at least cordial associates (as stuffy as that sounds).

I still want to play music. I have no clue where to take it. But its not gone.

If there ever was a seminal moment in someones life this is it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8q9wSp8sdEI&feature=youtube_gdata