And then, depression set in.

I really didn’t think this week, month, year, whatever could get any worse, and I didn’t think I personally could be any more depressed than I already was. But here we are.

RIP, Eddie. Condolences to Wolfgang, Alex, Janie, Valerie and the rest of the boys.


I’ve said it a dozen times – nothing in life is guaranteed, least of all, tomorrow. No one listens.

“Get yourself a partner that’ll slow dance to Van Halen with you.” – Paris Jackson