I just told some University kids who are thinking of moving to Johnstown about the Collective. "There's been a punk-scene for years, but now there's even more" I said about the town.

(I thought you'd be interested because of your age and dread-locks.)

(They're blacksmiths.)

I drove up Franklin, by the Hospitals, and saw tumbleweed blow across the road.

At least we'll all die happy. Or ironically, as we try to improve ourselves.

Like the guy who had a heartattack at 30, improved his lifestyle, and dies exercising.