A year or so out…(updated)

I was reminded that I forgot a couple of things… there, fixed it…

That lying cunt told everyone, whatever – I can’t keep up with her lies. Don’t want to try at this point even. Kept me from going with her to certain shows, and guilt tripped me into not seeing ones I wanted to see…

Just wanted to drop a note about the things I’ve been able to do since I haven’t been paying her bills or having to listen to her bitch about hating country, or this band, or that – yeap – I’m back to seeing shows like I used to do (and she did too, till she started fucking around on me)..

(This one) Courtesy of a lovely young woman who is my bestest, thank you much shortcake, for the show and the custom shirts (my luv to you always):

Almost missed this one!


And I’m nowhere near done yet!


This does not include the shows I’ve seen without tickets, T-Shirts, etc….


A week in Galveston (the ex wouldn’t get in a natural body of water so we couldn’t do this) courtesy of a lovely young woman (thank you):

A weekend tubing the Brazo’s river!

By B. Wass

I was married to, and abused by Tara McFadden for 36 years.