Stuck...

...on 202.

I started this thing as a log of travels.

Then I just sort of figured it was a way to inspire writing.

Then it took a turn for the youtube (read: worst).

Then I just sort of let it sit here, vacuum packed in the internet. The infinite echo-chamber. Someday someone will find it and fire me from my job.

I think i stopped writing primarily because i was too busy. By "busy" i don't know that i mean actually with too many things to do. Instead, my mind's eye tended to visualize all of the things i could be doing and i got freaked out and this went to the bottom of some totally nebulous to-do list (dig up the garden, buy a bookshelf, learn to write journal articles, finish the white paper you promised a professor in Georgia, bench press 200 pounds) of things that would never get done.

If it seems like a pretty dumb reason to abandon something that i was reasonably committed to, it is.

-kt

In an effort...

...to have my most recent letter to space not be weird and self-helpey:

My favorite song in a while.



whitelongsleeveoxford,
-ktee

Nothing easy...

...is worth doing.

Get up. Dust yourself off.

Tomorrow is day one.

-kt

Apparently, this...

...is how my uncle thinks I live.

I got this video from him in a Facebook message with the salutation "Big city nights kev!!!!"



To be fair, my life is mostly flying Vs, Japan, and girl butts.

Awesome.

-Kev Metal

P.S. 200 posts, WHAT!?!?

Been a month...

...and now it's 2011.

Later than usual, but:

Rezolushun:

More love, less fear.

So vague, it's kinda hard to follow through on. But I think I can do it. If you know me, you should help me.

Video plans for the newest of years:



luvs and luvs,
-kt