Monday 09/21/2009 5:34:17pm What's your Name: Keith Brown E-Mail: keithsway@myway.com Homepage Title: An Old Friend Homepage URL: http://keithebrown.blogspot.com/ Your Location: Tacoma, WA Referred By: Rod Serling Favorite Musical Perfomer/s: The Doors Favorite Musical Oddity: My Bare Lady Comments: A voice from the past, look back, way back, can you hear me yelling at you, chasing Tom down the street, Allen being silent. I'm so sorry I did not find you sooner. RIP old friend, I thought of you often. . . Keith

Monday 03/16/2009 2:32:37pm What's your Name: Farmer Eric E-Mail: same Homepage Title: same Homepage URL: http://same Your Location: Pickle Jar. Referred By: The Spam Queen Favorite Musical Perfomer/s: Sam Cooke Favorite Musical Oddity: Porky Pig and Bess Comments: Well Bus. Seems like everybody else has forgotten you here. I havent. I went in today and got the final measurements for NEW TEETH. NO more disasters that took months and never DID get fixed. I just would have them "pithed" and they'd sit there and rot for decades. More pain, I never had in my life. Anyhow 4 grand, and I don't owe anybody a DIME. Not on ANYTHING. Times aren't the best. Work is scarse and I've BARELY turned the corner on being depressed. Ive been through a year from HELL, and the operation and loss of testosterone has ravaged the "happy me". I have with LOTS of help, from Augie, Cathy, Family and music friends, been able to get through it. The "jams" I'm going to remind me of the 80s. MISERABLE. No two ways about it. Those "good times" were only that way musically. Oh, there's more people out in the clubs, like in the 80s, because they're at their wits end and can't watch the news. More pickers that took the old amp out of the garage so they can eat, and I guess the two intersect like before. I've got spotty weekends, and am WY better equipped to meet the shit than the 80s, and am not hurting now. New teeth will finish off a long awaited improvement. Steve and John are slow too, so I'm sure they'll be out picking too. Big Dave is still picking, but not feeling or doing so well. I think a lot of him and pray that he's better. Donny went in the hospital last week and had heart problems. Anyhow, I'm just stopping by regularly, playing the HECK out of my guitar, and just healing up from having all those teeth wrenched out, and getting my new ones to replace all those rotten, cobbled together ones. It's been tough, but I'm glad I DID get it done. Saving the "life insurance money" by not doing it would have probably cost me my life.. Anyhow, they all ask about you. My favorite one is when they say "He;s no Buster Newberry.." about some picker.. I smile and say... "Yeah?.. Wel neither was Buster..". Love you man. More later. :) Farmer Eric, and Little Augie.

Tuesday 01/27/2009 9:22:08pm What's your Name: Farmer Eric E-Mail: same Homepage Title: same Homepage URL: http://same Your Location: Basement Bunker Referred By: A Summer Sausage Roll Induced Dream Favorite Musical Perfomer/s: Boy George Favorite Musical Oddity: A Chorus Lineup Comments: Hi Bus. Been a while. We all miss you.. I got that tape youse made at Tracy's with the commentary on "Love Him Away". What a scream.. I've been recovering from the operation for sure, but slowly. I still cry a lot. Probably from all the different things. MOstly from being scared, and looking in the mirror and seeing the "old man" disguise. Some of EmmyLou's viddys reminded me of the times when Mary sang "To Daddy", "Luxury Liner", or other ones. "In my Dreams" was a good one too. Times gone by.. I got IN at the VA, so I'll be getting a LOT more comprehensive care and diagnostics BEFORE things develop instead of the "DOn't wanna piss off the Insurance Board" thing I have gotten over the last year. COst 13,000$ out of my pocket to get where I am now. $35,000 from the Ins company out of a 70k bill. I'm playing music nearly EVERY week, and looking like the devil for day work. It's worse than you or I ever saw. Fortunately I have the bills covered with UI money, Linda gets 575 SS, and the expenses are down. Now that VA will take care of health things I'm in less danger of moving over to Tracy's.. Or your place. I/We think and talk about you a LOT. Little Augie is my new best friend, and I've been needing to hold him a lot lately. I'm praying more and more Bus, and I hope youse guys gan give me a hand from "your side" when you see you can intervene. I don't know how you do it, but I think you can. You've sure helped with my guitar playing. Gotta run. Dentist in the morning. Music with Tracy this weekend at the Gresham Eagles. Another one without you. Love you a lot, and I'll see you in my dreams I'm sure. Your Friend. Eric West.

Tuesday 10/28/2008 9:05:25am What's your Name: Farmer Eric E-Mail: same@ Homepage Title: Same@ Homepage URL: http://sAME@ Your Location: Wire Stripping Room Referred By: Blind Luck Favorite Musical Perfomer/s: Country Company Favorite Musical Oddity: The Sound of Mustard Comments: OK Bus. Been a long terrible, joyful, scary, and soul changing saga. On 15 May I went in and had my Prostate, 15 lymph nodes and a bunch-0-guts scraped out. Cancerous. I hear youse call it "The Challenge" over on that side. Well, it IS. I had to crawl home, and I got onstage three days later, after an "ER Enema" on the 20th. It was the best thing for me I guess... I went on to drag my piss bag out to the Light Rail, and make HFLE movies while I cried myself awake, and to sleep every day. Then Cathy's daughter helped get me hired driving dump/chip truck for Jim Smith. With music every weekend, I went to work, crying, pissing myself, and hurting bad. I just went. Cathy and I went camping every spare weekend, and I cried myself to sleep and awake in a beautiful camp. After 6 months Bus, I'm flat scared of dying hard, living in fear, crying all the time, and scaring the people I'm supposed to be taking care of. I KNOW it's getting MUCH better than it was, and I took a SMALL detour with Lexapro. Just after Rick shot himself. I just got scared, and then after a couple weeks of LExapro, I tapered off and canned it. It made the overflow valve pop when things piled up. Better off without it. My crying is getting MUCH better, and even thogh I catheter every three days, I'm not pissing myself all the time. I have Augie. My NEW BEST DOG. He holds me while I cry, and wakes me up with kisses. Telling me I'm the BEST human he's ever known. It's his first year. It's my 55th. I'm TRYING VERY HARD to catch his verve, and amazement of LIFE. It's Hard Bus. I'm tired. I've got three good weeks of music coming up, and though the economy is SHIT, I'm still able to make all the taxes, insurance, and everything. UI runs out at Xmas, and I'll have to scrape more for music, and a new type of day work maybe. I wish you would come and talk to me and tell me what's up over there, and help me make it through this hall of rototillers and monsters to the GOOD PLACE. I'm doing the best I can, and DO enjoy my Dog, Music, and when I FINALLY GET UP and OUT, being alive and Out and About. My fingers went dead for a couple weeks and it scared the hell out of me, but they came back. I think it was the Trelstar, and no testosterone. I'll be more careful. Not much from anyone but Tracy, t SBD gigs. and Steve D once in a while. More later Bus, but I just wanted you to know I think about you, miss you and love you VERY MUCH. Help me from You Side when you can. Like getting Guitar Gigs, or just Getting UP. More Later. Your Friend. Farmer Eric. Augie, and all the animals that aren't over there yet.

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