Last weekend I had my graduation party. I want to thank everyone who came and made it a good day! The generosity of my friends and family was really heartwarming to see. Of course, being diagnosed with a deadly disease tends to bring out the generosity in others, but it's nice nonetheless.
My cousin from Washington had a great time. No one had seen him in 7 years, so he had to go through the gauntlet of greetings. He doesn't really handle the liquor too well, so he spent the whole weekend recovering from seeing my uncle's band The Smokehouse Gamblers play on Friday night. He has now returned to the Evergreen State to fully recover from his bloody tour of Sleepy Sonoma. No fingers were broken, so that's progress!
This week I plan to keep writing and giving thanks to all the people who contributed to the war-chest. I don't do thank-you cards, so I've got a ton of calls to make. Also I am editing the rough draft of Chapter 3 of my book, Blood on the Sunflowers, "Amor de Fado: Love Lost in Lisbon." Once I get to a basic level of acceptability, I plan to publish it on the website to give everyone a taste of what I've been working on for the last year or so. Blood on the Sunflowers is a nonfiction narrative about my time in Europe in the Summer of '22, from doing the Running of the Bulls to going to Ukraine.
It is currently waiting patiently at 102,000 words for me to f*cking finish the thing.
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