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10:17 AM, Thursday, December 11th, 2025:
 
Has to be the weirdest entry I've ever written. I've just never been in this situation. This video will speak volumes...
 
 
I consider myself a pretty "tell it like it is" kind of a guy. Like, if I was on the witness stand and my kid had murdered someone? I'd be like: "yeah, he murdered someone. I love him, but yeah..." I mean, fuck I say that but who knows, right? What I'm trying to say is: even if the truth hurts, I say it.
 
Watching people say shit about Pete fucking RIPS me up. In fact, that along with the death of Boo and the amount of work the end of the year requires on The Journey means I just have to pause the whole "Journey Project" for a bit so I can get through everything. The fact that I did 24 songs in exactly 2 months from 10/10 to 12/10 is pretty poetic, and I have the next couple of songs ready to go, but I really can't lose "The Journey" to keep doing this. Last month kinda killed me. Like I get really, really, really fucking antsy if I'm not documenting all of these feelings. 10 Journey Project songs a month is just too crazy of a schedule and there's zero reason to attempt to do 120 songs in a fucking year. It's fun. I am CLEARLY enjoying myself, but I need to refocus on telling this story because it's what makes things actually happen. Have I ever really talked about that?
 
Writing an entry and setting it in stone? Resets my brain. It allows me to look ahead and that's when things happen. So pausing that to basically masturbate and have fun for 2 months, while clearly needed... just can't continue. Like - you all basically witnessed a complete mental breakdown at the start of September - LOL. I couldn't accept the reality of everything I had just been through and needed to find ME again. I am a songwriter and it makes me happy. So that last few months have just been HAPPY SAUCE. Oh so happy sauce.
 
Of course life kept going and I wanted to write or document and suddenly things are getting pushed (like that video is a week old) and then moments happen that MUST be talked about or else I can't relax. Like - when I know there's something big that ISN'T on the site? I get fucking antsy. It's bad. So that brings us back to Pete...
 
I actually wrote to him a couple days ago just offering some kind words and he was quick to respond (like always within 24 hours - he's on it) that he's doing ok and he appreciated the email. This season has been awwwwwwful. To win your first game and then go 1-11... just, goodness. And I find myself in this extremely strange position where I'm watching his press conferences and, like, I was there. I stood in those halls, I sat in his office and talked with him about everything. I know what his expectations were, I had such high hopes and this is just... fucking hell - next level bad. And fuck if I know why? I know the head coach will always get the blame in the end, but it can't be ALL him, right? I just don't know enough about the subject and I'm EXTREMELY biased. When I hear these talking heads that I have listened to for so long... talk about my dude? The guy that helped me?! The guy that LEFT A MEETING to be in MY MEETING about Virtual Presence? Who went to bat for me and did everything in his power to help me? I have to turn it off. I'm saying in my head "please stop, please stop, please stop..." it's the WEIRDEST feeling. I've never really known someone on a personal basis with THAT level of scrutiny. I bet every kid in his class at USC is also just WINCING at the absolute pummeling he's taking right now. We all thought he would succeed... I'm sure everyone is just in disbelief. The thing is? He brought EXACTLY what he said he would bring. The energy at that facility in the off-season was INCREDIBLE. Everyone believed. He was hired as a defensive minded VIBE and no one really knows why it's been so bad. Is he too loyal to Geno? Probably. Was Chip's play-calling really that bad? I mean, I think so. The game where they got a total of 3 first downs is a level of offensive anemia I can't even fathom. It's just AWFUL. And I can say it now: holy fuck I'm glad I'm not documenting this. Sure, I lost a bunch of money because they put this all on ice, but wheeeeeeeeew. The amount of shit Pete would've gotten for even PARTICIPATING in Virtual Presence during a season like this?
 
Oh fuck it would've been bad. I would've ADDED to his misery. I sit here today absolutely stunned. I don't see how he isn't fired and I just... goddamn. Can't believe it. He doesn't deserve this ending. Would love to see him return to USC somehow on a 2-year deal and ride off into the sunset, but it just might be that this is it. Seems so unfair - but hey, that's what you sign up for. Head coaching ain't for the weak. At least he ain't the head coach of Michigan (ha). GoBucks.
 
So there you are. The remaining entries this month will be about Boo, a VP Podcast with Don, a final trip to Disney (in VR180 weather permitting), Cam's birthday, Christmas, Anniversary and a year-ender.
 
Whew.
 
Hang in there Pete. Enjoy the little things. There's always happy moments in the midst of chaos.
 
Adam