Yesterday was my one year anniversary at my job as a shipping & receiving coordinator. It is now the second longest job I've had, behind the two years I spent running the childrens bookstore. Bukowski had this to say about shipping/receiving jobs: "When you didn't know how to do anything that's what you became--a shipping clerk, receiving clerk, stock boy."
I did a reading on Friday and got some poor video footage of it:
I let my three year old "sing" over an instrumental track I'd been working on and sure, I may be biased, but it's pretty badass. He's got a fictional band he talks about called, JUNK MAIL. Seriously considering making an album with him:
Junk Mail song, "Poetry" by Ryan W. Bradley
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