Eric Cotter
@ericcotter.bsky.social
We have nothing to fear but fear itself. Apart from pain. And maybe humiliation and obviously death. And failure. But apart from fear, pain and humiliation, failure and the unknown and death, we have nothing to fear but fear itself.
Zane and I are apparently following Marty Friedman around the world professionally now. (From Austin, TX).
Next stop, Japan, I guess.
Next stop, Japan, I guess.
February 18, 2025 at 4:50 PM
Zane and I are apparently following Marty Friedman around the world professionally now. (From Austin, TX).
Next stop, Japan, I guess.
Next stop, Japan, I guess.
Watching Marty Friedman
January 31, 2025 at 12:49 AM
Watching Marty Friedman
My brother Brian sent me this toy out of nowhere yesterday.
"Why?" You may ask? Because when we were young (him maybe 8 or 9, me about 4 or 5), he convinced me to pool our money to buy this.
That prick then took the bird ship, and he gave me the rock, the fucking rock.
"Why?" You may ask? Because when we were young (him maybe 8 or 9, me about 4 or 5), he convinced me to pool our money to buy this.
That prick then took the bird ship, and he gave me the rock, the fucking rock.
January 28, 2025 at 1:18 PM
My brother Brian sent me this toy out of nowhere yesterday.
"Why?" You may ask? Because when we were young (him maybe 8 or 9, me about 4 or 5), he convinced me to pool our money to buy this.
That prick then took the bird ship, and he gave me the rock, the fucking rock.
"Why?" You may ask? Because when we were young (him maybe 8 or 9, me about 4 or 5), he convinced me to pool our money to buy this.
That prick then took the bird ship, and he gave me the rock, the fucking rock.
The classic 4th Doctor's 48 foot long scarf, a homemade gift from my daughter
January 21, 2025 at 3:36 AM
The classic 4th Doctor's 48 foot long scarf, a homemade gift from my daughter