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Every year on Thanksgiving morning I have a tradition of listening to Arlo Guthrie’s ‘Alice’s Restaurant Massacree‘ as I cook the family feast. It brings me back to my childhood roots and by harkening back to the great American tradition of dropout culture. I was born on a commune in the Ozarks in 1975. The…


This is a space for experiments, documentation, notes, thoughts, and memories.
If something I posted is yours and you want me to take it down let me know.