I'm still hungover from this weekend. Hungover from the afterglow.
It almost makes me forget that I'm doing the show AGAIN on Saturday.
There are tickets! Uh-huh. And two-for-one tickets still in full effect with discount code FRUAD (still not a typo.)
I got something here. Well, that's what people tell me. Trying to think big, and still temper expectations. Ugh, that sounds so...pragmatic. Fuck being pragmatic. Let's shoot for the big time. Big time!
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It's just my fear that I become a horrible self-promoter. Just gotta find a way to self-promote without losing my soul. You've seen examples of people doing this. I've seen examples of people doing this. There's calls to action, sure, but there just becomes a point where it just all becomes noise. And useless. And nobody wants to listen to you anymore.
These are futuresteps. I'm still recovering from Saturday's show. It really is an athletic event.