As a child, my sister was often the target of bullies. Bullies sniff out the weak, the vulnerable, those who have already experienced the wrath of others. I spent a lot of my own childhood trying to protect Jodi from those who had nothing better to do with their time than to torment a shy, fragile, little girl.
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Today I was supposed to deliver to you, my faithful readers, Chapter 2 of “Life’s A Canadian Rock Book 2: Turn On the Radio – The Moving Targetz Story”. As I started rifling through my old notes and half-written brainfarts I ran across something I’d completely forgotten I’d written and I thought to myself: “Self. Have you posted this on DBAWIS before?”
Honestly, I’m not sure. If you’ve seen it before, I apologize for repeating myself. If not, then you need to know that it’s the first section of a chapter 
in a future book about Bullseye Records that will explain how and why I ended up representing Greg Godovitz (pictured here with Jaimie and Mike Bullard) and Goddo for nearly 10 years. But this passage isn’t about either of those things, really…it’s about my lifelong knack for putting myself in harm’s way.
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