The Good News

Strange is nothing new to me and I'm dreaming of a way of life through literature and good beer. Through writing, reading, and drinking, I can't help but wonder if prison will ever let out the real Daniel Blowden. But what is real? So often in life, I'm wondering how to make time for everything.

Sure I love good music. Often I'm wondering how many times will I listen to The Doors close. Just listening to Roadhouse Blues and I'm thinking maybe me and the kids can simply quarantine another 20 years listening to the Lionheart Network. I'm a professor to my boys and they're learning history. A King, cousin, Indian, Cowboy, Puerto Rican, and Buck Rogers and I might-as-fucking-well crank the old fake radio, escape and celebrate Easter every Sunday.

But how?