Currently in writing mode..Patience is a virtue and good things come to those who wait

I am currently writing and organizing my memoir in which I plan to publish into a book. A recollection of pass memories as I tried to become a rock n roll drummer. Starting with my discovery of the drums in the Florida Keys, moving to San Francisco then on to Hollywood in pursuit of my dream. Recounting my past of playing drums in various bands, becoming a road manager and touring with a band who was signed to Virgin records, moving to Hollywood, CA working at Tower records while living in my van for 3 years. I found it to be an interesting journey although the outcome was not what I was looking for. The band broke up, my employer went out of business and my "home" van was towed away, only to end up back where I started, homeless in my hometown with nothing but memories. I have accepted the fact that it is not the destination but the experience between point A to point B in which one can learn to become a wiser and maybe even a better person. I hope you enjoy my journey as much as I had fun enduring it. It is definitely a roller coaster ride with some parts not for the weak at heart. If anybody can suggest a publisher and/or agent, I would be open to hear any suggestions on the best route on publishing a book. ..Thank you. Kevin Dale Sanders

Poisin Jett Gunz | Sloppy Sessions | CD Baby

Poisin Jett Gunz | Sloppy Sessions | CD Baby

I played drums on this "demo" in 2001 recorded on a reel to reel in San Francisco. There's also a "live" recording floating around that I no longer have in my possession.

In Memory of my friend, Claymation. A celebration of Life. O positive blood

Clay was a fellow homeless friend of mine that I met at KOTS, the Key West homeless shelter. I affectionately nicknamed him, Claymation. He was murdered on Christmas Day. I don't understand, as Clay was a sweet, gentle guy. He would give you the last sip of a drink and he volunteered at the local church. A stand up human being that wouldn't hurt a fly.

The news report of the incident:

One homeless man is dead and another is in jail for killing him. The motive: an dispute over a woman.

According to reports by deputies and detectives, 47 year old William Millstead killed 49 year old Clay Ratcliff Saturday by hitting him in the head with a hammer repeatedly. Millstead was angry because he found out Ratcliff and 26 year old Nina Pintowski were having sexual relations. Millstead said he thought he and Pintowski were in a relationship, and he was upset that his “best friend” Ratcliff had betrayed him.

The incident took place at 6:30 p.m. at a camp set up by the two men on a piece of property commonly called “Enchanted Isle”, just off Highway U.S. One near the entrance to Key Haven. When Deputies Martin Harbin and John Gabay arrived, Pintowski was in the median strip of the highway, flagging them down. After she told them what happened, Sheriff’s Sgt. Charlene Sprinkle-Huff called for assistance from Key West Police, who responded to the scene as well.

Paramedics arrived and declared Ratcliff dead at the scene. Ratcliff had multiple head wounds. Officers from KWPD located Millstead a short distance away and took him in to custody. He was charged with first degree murder and he was booked into jail. The hammer he allegedly used to kill Ratcliff was located in some bushes, where Millstead told detectives he’d thrown it.

This is a Claymation Collaboration, he loved the phase I came up with, Karamatic Justice.

STOLE MY BACKPACK

THAT'S A FACT JACK



EVERYTHING YOU DO

WILL COME BACK TO YOU



I DON'T GIVE A FUCK

IF YOU GET

RUN OVER BY A TRUCK



LOOK OUT FOR

THAT TRUCK CHUCK



KARMATIC JUSTICE



SORRY ABOUT YOUR LUCK

Written by Clay Radcliff and Kevin Dale Sanders on August 22nd, 2010

I hope he is served well...Thank you for the Vodka when I had nothing.. Rest In Peace, my friend.

On a positive note, I found out that my blood type is: O positive. I was hoping for O because apparently it is in short supply and in need, so I feel blessed that I have something that I can give to help somebody and maybe save a life after a tragedy. GOD works in mysterious ways. Thank you Lord!

Almost Homeless and How to Give Blood When You Got Nothing Else

I am waiting for my 3 day eviction notice. I had a job that also paid for my rent. I have since lost my job and as a result of the agreement, my place to live as well. Luckily, Key West has a homeless shelter that I have been to before. The hardest part about staying there is dealing with the other unfortunates that apparently used to be somebody. Attitudes and assholes who take what is given to them for granted. I am waiting for my food stamps to kick in and am so ever grateful for the surrounding churches who have given me food to keep my stomach from growling so I can sleep at night. The hardest thing for me is my nicotine addiction and I like to have a beer, here, there and everywhere but they don't hand those luxuries out at the churches. Thank the lord, I still have my health and my music, without those 2 things, I REALLY have NOTHING!

I was at the library yesterday and saw a sign that needed blood donors. They don't pay you but you do get a T-shirt. I didn't need the T-shirt but I heard they have orange juice and cookies and figured at this current point in my life, I can't help myself right now, why not help somebody else. You can never have too much good karma.

NOW, this was a BIG step for me. Not to help others,I love helping my fellow human being in need. I actually get a great feeling that you can't get anywhere else by doing that, it's a beautiful thing.
No, my problem was, I am deathly afraid of needles. I remember as a kid, my mother was a registered nurse, I would play in the woods and come home with poison oak and my mother insisted on giving me a shot in the ass to clear it up, in which I would cry and raise a fuss but she would sit on the bathroom toilet seat and have me lie across her lap, pants down and ass up and stick that needle in my bum. She was very quick with the needle but it felt like somebody BIG kicked me in the ass as hard as they could.

So anyway, I gathered up my courage to walk up to the bus in the parking lot, filled out the paperwork and I was approved, good to go. I lie down on the gurney, I mean, the blood donor bed thing a ma jiggy thing. It was FREEZING on that bus, I was shaking and one of the blood suckers, huh, takers asked if I was cold or scared and I replied, a little of both. So they gave me a blanket and told me to think about fluffy puppies and bunny rabbits. No, they didn't say that, I just made that up but they did give me a blanket.

As the phlebotomist was pumping up my veins, he asked if I had anything to drink today. I said, no, I haven't had a drink in 3 days, thinking he was talking about alcohol but in fact, when he came back with some Gatorade, he thought I was dehydrated. He knew that just by looking at my veins. Wow. He also gave me a couple bags of chips before he stuck the needle in. I didn't think I looked that homeless.
He did a hell of a job, he got my vein first try, my mom always said I had great veins. I can remember going into surgery and nurses trying to get an IV started and it would take them 3 or 4 painful attempts, this guy was good.

I had heard horror stories about people passing out after giving blood and that added to my anxiety especially since I hadn't eaten much before getting on the blood mobile. But after 15 minutes I was done and felt fine standing up, getting a Coke, chocolate chip cookies and my free T-shirt. The blood taker operator told me to eat a big meal later that night and I had plans to go to this community church called Vineyard in Big Pine where they serve dinner before the service. So I put on my brand new cool shirt and headed over to the church. As I am walking in I hear, "Nice shirt!" and I turn around and it's the girl who signs you up to get your blood taken and said, "I give blood and now you're following me?"

So it was a good day, I hope for 2 things out of that experience, 1) I hope I am Type O blood which is apparently in short supply. 2) I hope my blood can save a life one day. That would be worth all the pain in society.

Thank you and good night, day, afternoon, whenever the hell you are reading this!
I'm tired of typing.......Until we meet again, Happy Trails..I NEED A BEER AND A CIGARETTE!!!

Letter To Heaven

In regard to the impending Mother's Day coming up, it is a sad day for me, not to bring anybody down or feel sorry for myself, I was inspired to write a new poem called, "Letter To Heaven". In case you don't know, which I am sure you don't. My mother, Nancy Jane Jordan Sanders,a registered nurse, passed away when I was 15 years old from pancreatic cancer. Ironically, my brother is an oncologist. He is still alive and well, practicing in San Francisco. His policy is not to operate on family members. This poem was written on April 7th, 2011 in about 10 minutes.

"LETTER TO HEAVEN"

GOD WHY
DID YOU TAKE
MY ONLY MOTHER
AWAY
BEFORE LIFE
HAD BEGUN FOR ME

SHE DIDN'T GET
A CHANCE
TO SEE ME
GRADUATE HIGH SCHOOL
OR EVEN DRIVE A CAR

HOW COULD YOU
TAKE THE ONLY ONE
I LOVE

I KNOW SHE IS
IN A BETTER PLACE
NOW
BUT MY TEARS
DON'T STOP FALLING DOWN

HOW COULD YOU TAKE
MY BEST PLACE
IN THE WORLD

I KNOW I GOT
BETTER THINGS TO DO

I WILL TRY
TO MAKE YOU PROUD

BUT IT'S HARD
WHEN
MY MOTHER IS NOT
AROUND

THIS IS A LOVE
LETTER
MAYBE EVEN A QUESTION?
TO A MOTHER
THAT SAID
SHE LOVED ME
MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF
THEN TAKEN AWAY TOO SOON
LEFT BY MYSELF

WE WILL BE TOGETHER
AGAIN
WHEN I AM DONE
WITH MY WORK
LEFT HERE ON EARTH

UNTIL THEN
LOVE YOU,
MOM
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY
LOVE YOUR SON

"LETTER TO HEAVEN" (PART 2) ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS

STRONGER I MAY BE
STRENGTH IS NOT FOR FREE
IS THE PRICE OF PAIN
WORTH THE COST
FOR WHAT
I HAVE ALREADY LOST

GOD,PLEASE GIVE A KISS AND A HUG
TO THE ONES I LOVE
LET THEM KNOW
I WILL BE HOME SOON
MY WORK HERE ON EARTH
IS NOT YET DONE

I AM STILL TRYING
TO CHANGE THE WORLD

THIS IS A LETTER
TO LET YOU KNOW
I'M GOING TO BE
A LITTLE LATE TO HEAVEN
GOD I HOPE
I'M NOT IN TROUBLE
GIVE ME SOMETHING
TO CARRY ON

KEEP THE DREAM
ALIVE
GIVE ME POWER AND WISDOM
TO KNOW THE TRUTH FROM FICTION

THANK YOU
MY ONE AND ONLY LORD
PEACE ON EARTH
FOR ALL LIVING CREATURES

YOUR DIRECTION
WILL BE
THE PATH I BEAT
WITH ALL MY LOVE
YOUR SON

How to get off early on Friday

Well, I have figured out a way to shut my boss up AND get off early on Friday. The secret is to... tell him what you don't like about him and his actions.

First off, my "boss", who owns the wastewater company I work at,is a lazy,pompous,unorganized,absent minded, thinks his shit doesn't stink, knows everything about anything, kind of a person. He wants a pat on the back for everything he has accomplished. In a nutshell, he basically wants to impress people.He can't handle criticism but he's the first to dish it out. He will explain how a diesel engine works 10 times over and over and over...Like I give a shit..I am not a diesel mechanic, I am a friggin crap water operator... He also knows EVERYBODY cause he's so friggin important..He's also a control freak who thinks he can call the kettle black because he owns the company....I'm a slob, he's a slob, but he can't admit that he's a slob but he can point out my cigarette ashes on the floor but yet his garage looks like friggin Sanford & Son. He has a whole bunch of worthless shit piled up everywhere..(I just shot video of it, I will not be posting it on the my channel)...I can't stand people who think they're funny and they're not, there is nothing more annoying except maybe somebody who goes out of their way to impress everybody. Lucky me, I get the best of both worlds with this a-hole.... Life is easy, people make it difficult. It's hard to explain, but while I am sober, I will try.......

I don't think it's worth it.. I'm going to listen to some music..and flick cigarette ashes on the floor....
This concludes my early Friday therapy session, thanks for reading,listening and watching.... Thanks Jeff and Terra for helping me out when I needed you, unfortunately for me, it didn't work out, I really do wish you the best. And I am not blowing smoke.

Rant, Random Thoughts and Latest Happenings

It's ALMOST Friday, but we're not playing horse shoes or hand grenades, so I guess I'll have to wait. I am currently going crazy, not that I haven't been there before but, I am thankful for my job BUT my "boss" is insane, trying to impress me with his latest ideas that he will never follow through and implement. I am surprise the company is still in business! He repeats, repeats every other sentence. Saying um...um..um.....um and "like I said". I just hope it's not contagious as I find myself saying um..I am trapped in a car with him while driving from Big Pine to Key Largo, back down to Key West...I cannot escape. It's an easy and "shitty" job (wastewater sewer) but he makes it difficult..O>K> my therapy session is over..Enough about him, what about me??..well..I just finished posting my latest video, "Key Deer Kiss" on my YouTube channel, FloridaKeysNature (It took me friggin 3, yes 3 hours to upload a 2 minute and 40 second video) I need a faster computer, connection..something. I love my new camera but my computer sucks ass. I don't like to make excuses but as a disclaimer I would like to point out that, as far as my videos I post are concerned, I am not trying to make some epic, monumental masterpiece, I am just showing people a little taste of the Florida Keys and it taste good!!! I am proud to say, I was fortunate enough to grow up in Marathon (well, some say I have never grown up) but I love the Keys and the beautiful people and scenery I luckily, get to see everyday. I drive US 1 Monday through Friday, from Key Largo to Key West...How blessed him I ?! ..Now if I can only shut my boss up, I might be able to enjoy it to it's fullest extent...Damn, I use a lot of commas,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,:)
Until I am next to a internet connection, blog to ya later

Happy St. Patty's Day !!

Well, a lot has changed since I last posted on my blog. I'll try and keep it short and sweet. I have a job working at wastewater company in Big Pine Key, Florida. I am a trainee. I am planning on getting my wastewater operator license in about 6 months. It's a catch 22, in that, you have to have one year of experience working in the field in order to obtain your license. It's kinda like on the job training, you just have to find or in my case, know somebody who is willing to train you in order to get the experience. Well, I had a friend of a friend who started a wastewater business and he took me on. I drive from Key West to Key Largo, Monday through Friday. The rent for my trailer in Big Pine is paid for, so I am no longer staying at KOTS, the homeless shelter in Key West. Thank you KOTS for being there when I needed you!!

O.K., so now I am making money again. So I got my laptop out of the pawn shop and I just bought a hand held camcorder. I have about 10 YouTube Channels and plan on posting a bunch of sh*t on YouTube. Mainly stuff that happens in the Florida Keys because, huh, I live there. Anyway, hear are some of my channels:
FloridaKeysNature - I am getting ready to post my debut video just 1 day of having the camera. The video is called "When Lizards Attack" it stars, Larry "The Lizard" and Jeff Sharp, my boss. It will get better I promise. It's only a minute and a half. But it is a start!
My other channels are:

FloridaKeysEvents - Filming whatever local events I can get to on a bus.

VisionHQ

HomelessVision - Talk to my peeps in the streets, I just didn't go there, did I ?

PointOfViewInterview - I ask you questions, you give me answers. I'm NOT reinventing the wheel.

KevinSandersShow - Of course, who else!?

EnvisionHiDefinition - My camera shoots in Hi Definition, although I don't think YouTube accepts HD video or it takes a week to upload, I don't know.

PoetryHD - I plan on turning the camera on while I compose a poem on the spot, without edits. I am cutting edge, dude!

MusicOnLocation - I will try and shoot live bands and post them

And there will be more to follow, I want to have diverse visions.

So anyway, I thought I was going to keep it short, I lied, shoot me.

Please subscribe on any or all of my channels, I will try to post often and interesting stuff. We'll have to wait and SEE !!

Until we meet again, Happy Trails and St. Patty's Day !

Happy Father's Day !!

To all the Fathers that are there for the kids, thank you!! I never had a chance to know my real father, he was shot and killed with a gun after a drinking binge when I was 6 months old in Miami, Florida and the court ruled it as a justified homicide. After that my Mom decided to move down to Marathon where she worked as a nurse at Fisherman's hospital and married my step father, Donald "Doc" MacDonald when I was 5 years old and he raised me until high school graduation in 1987. He was a tough as nails, no nonsense kind of a guy but he taught me well. After retiring from the Veterans Affairs in Marathon, my step dad passed away in 2002. So for all of you that still have a father living, please don't let them forget or not know that you love them, even if you don't get along, it's a chance I never had and never will have until I see my biological father in Heaven. Thank you Dad for doing the job my Father never could..R.I.P.
Love,
Kevin

Unemployed Book Publisher Seeks Work

Hello Cyberworld, I'm Johnny Cash.
Not really!! I am currently SOBER you can believe that. I am at yet another halfway house but at least this time I am not stuck in the middle of miserable Mesa, the desert SUCKS!! I am in the paradise of the Florida Keys, 50 miles south from where I grew up, in Key West. I want to take this opportunity to thank FKOC, the coalition that helps the local homeless. I have a place where I can clean my clothes and receive phone calls. I recently, to add insult to injury, lost my cell phone and I am STILL looking for a job and without a phone for some potential employer to call you back is damn near impossible. So the "Patterson" house has a phone so I can at least get a message on the answering machine. I see a lot of signs in store windows that say "Now Hiring" but NOBODY is calling me back. I had a great interview with K-Mart(they actually told me they like me, they really really like me) and they said they were hiring 30 people and that I had a good chance of getting the job. They just had to do a background check (I have NEVER been to jail)and told me they would call me in a couple of days, it's been 2 WEEKS now, c'mon!!!I know we are on "Keys Time" but I'm gonna starve to death before my first day of work.
On a positive note, at least I am out of KOTS, the temporary homeless shelter that I am grateful for and I am sure I will be back in the future, I have written a short poem in the interim in honor of the UNGRATEFUL bastards that cry and complain about KOTS being like a jail.

If You Ain't Gots KOTS
You Ain'ts Got A Pots
To Piss In
Quit Your Bitchin
Be Thankful
For What
You Have Been Given

I forgot what I wrote down and I can't find the piece of paper I wrote the initial words down on, but that is the just of it. I need a new notebook my pages are filled.

Anyway, you can now download my new poetry book, "Content Within A Tent" at lulu.com for FREE!! Damn what more do you WANT!??! BLOOD?! Please leave your honest opinion (I can handle the truth)about my 1ST book so I can make my 2nd Book better. P.S. I know the pages are in fucked up order, I blame it on lulu, damn it. I need to get my netbook out of the pawn shop to continue finishing my 2nd book which will be more of a memoir of adventures throughout my life. BUT I NEED A F*CKING JOB FIRST!!!!

May the force be with you
Love the ones still in your life
Never forget the ones you have lost
Live everyday like it was your last on Earth
Tomorrow may never come

Kevin Dale Sanders
Key West, Florida
Marathon Conch