In the mountains, we all eat ducks.

I think too much about everything. This is a fact that makes the lack of depth of this situation understandable. Whenever I debate doing something new, I think and think until I eventually decide that its not something I want to do. So when an opportunity arose to move across the country, live in the mountains, and work in a kitchen I did my best not to think about it. For five years I've loved this band more than anything and its possible I'll play drums with those wonderful losers again, but I needed to do something.

I'm still the same farty, confrontational asshole, I just do it 2500 miles away.