I have so many emotions floating through my old mind, as I sit here fucked up in my little space in the South. Love, honesty, and being true to myself is really all that matters!

I didn't land rich, although I should have, instead I landed existing, lonely, horny and sad. I'm also the smartest mother fucker you've ever met in your life!

Yea, I picked up the smart gene, didn't know what to do with it, and it blew up in my face! Now I just respect it.

I dropped down into Instagram today, a land I rarely go to. I saw a message sent a year ago from Andrew Aldworth, a childhood friend of my son Riley, a kid that I loved as a son through the nineties in Kent, WA.

So, I left him a message, call me, with my number. I was passed out in my chair tonight when my phone rang. It was Andrew!

We had a great talk, he told me that I was his inspiration to pursue a career in technology.

I was doing some stuff back in the nineties that obviously inspired him. I had crawled my way back from living in a fucking field, to driving a bus and writing code.

My friend Andrew is now around forty and doing great in the tech world. I'm truly touched by the emotion he expressed tonight, and that I was his inspiration.