All Stations this net: Standby for burst-transmission.

Hooray for midlife crises!

INT: WTF K?

After six years working as a government contractor on a tiny lil island in the central-pacific, I've returned to the land of the big P.X. (US), dead rock-stars (Washington state) and new-folk revival (Pacific Northwest region) and I've traded my sailor suit for a flight jacket (was NOT a one-for-one exchange). Presently I'm enrolled in one of the local technical college flight training programs and with a sufficient amount of enthusiasm and perseverance (and hopefully few enough bouts of vertigo) will be marching out again with a commercial flight ticket and an associates degree in applied technology. While I hope to continue my pro-am music career, I'm no longer hosting regular karaoke shows. I do hope to find a local venue to satisfy my exibitionalistic tendencies but I'm still new to the aria and leads are not forthcoming. Being overwhelmed with opportunity and selection is not always such a great thing.

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"Don't take the lemons!"