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empallinto get the basics out of the way here is my life in part of a nutshell...
i was born in wichita kansas. after a few months i got tired of looking at wheat and crawled out of that hole. Unfortunately i crawled in the wrong direction and ended up in oklahoma city.
a few years after that i was taken to the er because i had a low temperature (eg 90*f) and i was getting very upset because i could not get water out of the faucet that was in reality a couch cushion. i was eventually diagnosed with mumps encephalitis. encephalitis is an infection in the brain that at the time was very often fatal. the times when it wasnt fatal it ended up causing all kinds of damage to the brain. if you have seen the robin williams movie awakening you will get the basic idea. at the time there was no known treatments other than worrying hoping and throwing all kinds of meds at it. after a very bad week for all involved i came through though that is not to say i ever fully recovered. i have been told that afterwards my behavior and personality dramatically changed from what they were before.
after this my parents two sisters and i moved around to various rental properties until i was in kindergarten. i dont remember the name of the school though it is only a couple of miles from where i am now. i do remember getting spanked by the teacher everyday for what seemed like no reason to me. eventually i told my parents about this and i am told that my dad went up to the school and had a very aggressive talk with the teacher and the principle of the school. i do not remember if there were any changes caused by this but i do know we moved very soon after.
in a very fucked up situation my parents ended up by a house. it was a cramped two bedroom house but it is still the house i hold fondest in my memories. after we were moved in i was enrolled in mayfair elementary. i had the biggest crush on mrs vann my second and third grade teacher. the school was closed by the school board a couple of years or so after i left and is now a community center for the elderly or some such. it is really sad to see the signs the put up that say children are not welcomed.
from there i was bussed all the way across town to polk fifth year center. i am of the understanding that all of the fifth year centers have been convert in various ways. i started out the next school year enrolled in harding middle school.
i was pulled from there when my parents sold the house and moved us out to the middle of nowhere. they had bought 2 and half undeveloped acre and thought we should move out there. with out a house to live in. so the five of lived in a popup camper and used a bucket for a toilet. because you know a two bedroom house wasnt miserable enough. while living here i was enrolled at wellston middle school. there was only one school and it was divided by areas and in the end it was about the same size as any legitimate sized school.
it didnt take my parents long before they had had enough of that crap so we moved back to oklahoma city and into a rental house. this had me being bussed to moon middle school. a horrible school in so many way. the house had a very open lease because it was on land that was owned by oklahoma city university and they had plans to tear it down. well that day arrived so at the end of my sixth grade year we moved to another house. i barely had a chance to get comfortable there before i took off to spend the summer at my grandparents house in muskogee.
when the time came i got put on the bus to take me back home. this was pretty standard for me since as a kid i liked going to stay with other people that lived nowhere around me. a few places in particular. when i arrived in oklahoma city i was a little let down because neither of my parents were there to pick me up but they had been delayed before so i knew it had come down to sitting there and waiting. i had been given a little pocket change so i got an ice cream out of the machine and sat there and watched one of the coin-op tv they have permanently attached to some of the seats. after about an hour i ran out of change and started getting concerned so i called the house.
my older sister answered and was surprised that i was just sitting at the bus station. she told me she would call my dad and have him come pick me up because my mother was gone. after another hour or so he finally got there. when he did arrive he walked me over to the little restaurant they had and order a soda for me and a coffee for himself. once we got sat down he explained to me the he and my mom had gotten into a big fight the night before and he didnt really ever see her coming back. i just accepted this. they fought with each other long and hard for many years so i had accepted that it would eventually happen as early as when i was in second grade. so he dropped me off at the house and went back to work while i tried to get the details from my sisters.
we only stayed in the house a little while longer because my father could not afford the rent and other costs on his own. this meant we had to move back into the pop-up trailer with accompanying bucket. this also meant that i was enrolled at welllston middle school again.
eventually my parents worked out a divorce while also working on a load for a mobile. i was so excited on the day it arrived. i was going to have my very own bedroom. the only other time this happened was in the time we lived in the house owned by ocu. they finally got it into place but then realized there was a problem. someone was going to have to break into it since they had forgotten to bring the keys with them. as long as we got in. after some time (days? weeks?) we finally got running water. we had a shower. we had a flushing toilet.
it was really that much fun being out in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do and this could be one of the reasons my older sister went to live with a friend of hers. since she moved out i was the oldest one. my dad was gone a lot of the time because he didnt have the money to drive back out there from work. it was a good thing that were all taught how to cook at a very young age. enough to get by at least.
before we moved away from there my older sister had gotten me interested in pen pals. some were here others came from the pages of star hits magazine and on occasion its english twin smash hits. because this interaction i started putting together a zine called punx papers. i was so clueless. i had never heard the term zine little lone seen one. thus the really stupid name.
it never was finished because the summer after my eight grade year we left there with pretty much no warning. i can only remember taking my pens and markers my duran duran tapes and that punx paper thing. my dad had hooked up with a woman from work and we were going to live with my mother in a one bedroom apartment.
tensions rose very quickly as they are prone to do in a cramped situation like that so many fights ensued. after my mother had reach her breaking point we were moved in with by father and the woman had in turn married. i had my own room again. for my ninth grade year i was enrolled in hefner junior high.
eventually my older sister joined us here. for the year that she was there she exposed me to some bands and albums that i still listen too. one day while i was sitting in there room talking to her i picked up a zine out of norman called third rail. i was immediately sucked in and asked her about fifty million questions about it. it was at this point that i learned what a zine was and how cool they could really be.
the next school year i was enrolled at putnam city north high school. during the that year i picked up a copy of maximumrocknroll from rainbow records. i ordered some of the zine and records and tapes that were advertised and reviewed in there. it wasnt long before i was spending my lunch hour in the library digging through newspaper archives to photocopy stuff out of. i was putting a zine together. i waited on giving it a name after that last mess so as i was getting close to finished i decided on as is because i was young. well that and it sucked so bad. i think it only had one piece of original content in it.
to eventually be continued…
i was born in wichita kansas. after a few months i got tired of looking at wheat and crawled out of that hole. Unfortunately i crawled in the wrong direction and ended up in oklahoma city.
a few years after that i was taken to the er because i had a low temperature (eg 90*f) and i was getting very upset because i could not get water out of the faucet that was in reality a couch cushion. i was eventually diagnosed with mumps encephalitis. encephalitis is an infection in the brain that at the time was very often fatal. the times when it wasnt fatal it ended up causing all kinds of damage to the brain. if you have seen the robin williams movie awakening you will get the basic idea. at the time there was no known treatments other than worrying hoping and throwing all kinds of meds at it. after a very bad week for all involved i came through though that is not to say i ever fully recovered. i have been told that afterwards my behavior and personality dramatically changed from what they were before.
after this my parents two sisters and i moved around to various rental properties until i was in kindergarten. i dont remember the name of the school though it is only a couple of miles from where i am now. i do remember getting spanked by the teacher everyday for what seemed like no reason to me. eventually i told my parents about this and i am told that my dad went up to the school and had a very aggressive talk with the teacher and the principle of the school. i do not remember if there were any changes caused by this but i do know we moved very soon after.
in a very fucked up situation my parents ended up by a house. it was a cramped two bedroom house but it is still the house i hold fondest in my memories. after we were moved in i was enrolled in mayfair elementary. i had the biggest crush on mrs vann my second and third grade teacher. the school was closed by the school board a couple of years or so after i left and is now a community center for the elderly or some such. it is really sad to see the signs the put up that say children are not welcomed.
from there i was bussed all the way across town to polk fifth year center. i am of the understanding that all of the fifth year centers have been convert in various ways. i started out the next school year enrolled in harding middle school.
i was pulled from there when my parents sold the house and moved us out to the middle of nowhere. they had bought 2 and half undeveloped acre and thought we should move out there. with out a house to live in. so the five of lived in a popup camper and used a bucket for a toilet. because you know a two bedroom house wasnt miserable enough. while living here i was enrolled at wellston middle school. there was only one school and it was divided by areas and in the end it was about the same size as any legitimate sized school.
it didnt take my parents long before they had had enough of that crap so we moved back to oklahoma city and into a rental house. this had me being bussed to moon middle school. a horrible school in so many way. the house had a very open lease because it was on land that was owned by oklahoma city university and they had plans to tear it down. well that day arrived so at the end of my sixth grade year we moved to another house. i barely had a chance to get comfortable there before i took off to spend the summer at my grandparents house in muskogee.
when the time came i got put on the bus to take me back home. this was pretty standard for me since as a kid i liked going to stay with other people that lived nowhere around me. a few places in particular. when i arrived in oklahoma city i was a little let down because neither of my parents were there to pick me up but they had been delayed before so i knew it had come down to sitting there and waiting. i had been given a little pocket change so i got an ice cream out of the machine and sat there and watched one of the coin-op tv they have permanently attached to some of the seats. after about an hour i ran out of change and started getting concerned so i called the house.
my older sister answered and was surprised that i was just sitting at the bus station. she told me she would call my dad and have him come pick me up because my mother was gone. after another hour or so he finally got there. when he did arrive he walked me over to the little restaurant they had and order a soda for me and a coffee for himself. once we got sat down he explained to me the he and my mom had gotten into a big fight the night before and he didnt really ever see her coming back. i just accepted this. they fought with each other long and hard for many years so i had accepted that it would eventually happen as early as when i was in second grade. so he dropped me off at the house and went back to work while i tried to get the details from my sisters.
we only stayed in the house a little while longer because my father could not afford the rent and other costs on his own. this meant we had to move back into the pop-up trailer with accompanying bucket. this also meant that i was enrolled at welllston middle school again.
eventually my parents worked out a divorce while also working on a load for a mobile. i was so excited on the day it arrived. i was going to have my very own bedroom. the only other time this happened was in the time we lived in the house owned by ocu. they finally got it into place but then realized there was a problem. someone was going to have to break into it since they had forgotten to bring the keys with them. as long as we got in. after some time (days? weeks?) we finally got running water. we had a shower. we had a flushing toilet.
it was really that much fun being out in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do and this could be one of the reasons my older sister went to live with a friend of hers. since she moved out i was the oldest one. my dad was gone a lot of the time because he didnt have the money to drive back out there from work. it was a good thing that were all taught how to cook at a very young age. enough to get by at least.
before we moved away from there my older sister had gotten me interested in pen pals. some were here others came from the pages of star hits magazine and on occasion its english twin smash hits. because this interaction i started putting together a zine called punx papers. i was so clueless. i had never heard the term zine little lone seen one. thus the really stupid name.
it never was finished because the summer after my eight grade year we left there with pretty much no warning. i can only remember taking my pens and markers my duran duran tapes and that punx paper thing. my dad had hooked up with a woman from work and we were going to live with my mother in a one bedroom apartment.
tensions rose very quickly as they are prone to do in a cramped situation like that so many fights ensued. after my mother had reach her breaking point we were moved in with by father and the woman had in turn married. i had my own room again. for my ninth grade year i was enrolled in hefner junior high.
eventually my older sister joined us here. for the year that she was there she exposed me to some bands and albums that i still listen too. one day while i was sitting in there room talking to her i picked up a zine out of norman called third rail. i was immediately sucked in and asked her about fifty million questions about it. it was at this point that i learned what a zine was and how cool they could really be.
the next school year i was enrolled at putnam city north high school. during the that year i picked up a copy of maximumrocknroll from rainbow records. i ordered some of the zine and records and tapes that were advertised and reviewed in there. it wasnt long before i was spending my lunch hour in the library digging through newspaper archives to photocopy stuff out of. i was putting a zine together. i waited on giving it a name after that last mess so as i was getting close to finished i decided on as is because i was young. well that and it sucked so bad. i think it only had one piece of original content in it.
to eventually be continued…
