She called herself a social whore. She was a waitress at a restaurant in Atascadero thirty years ago.
"They say I was a rebel until I reached the age of five
it was then that I got caught up in the struggle to survive"
"It came to me one rainy August morning like a flash
We might all wake up tomorrow in a pile of smoke and ash"
That song runs through my head almost every year about this time
Then something something about "do not despair, music is the key so pick up your guitar and play along"
then something about "don't come by unless you got some cash
and if you're broke go down and get a rebate"
I hung up on lyrics because I can hardly hear the music. Very very stupid with music. I like the band on What Do You Know, the David Feldman Show. I like to listen to Marian McPartland's Piano Jazz she is so cool. I can listen to the same piece of music a hundred times and not be able to recognize on the hundred and first time.
Scooter was the last person I expected to hear a kind word from on the flames board. Talk about a gut feeling, I don't think I could have hurt more if a truck had hit me. Ya know I had it coming, I don't feel I was treated badly I like this line from a jitterbug song:
"You always get what's coming you never have to ask"
What the heck were talking about?
Oh yeah
"a man of means no means"
The whole world’s wrong and my shadow’s getting long.
I realize this song don’t mean much.
I got an ache in my head. I want to go to bed.
Tomorrow I don’t have to wake up.
So, wisdom shine your light on me and my knees.
It’s true what they say about familiarity.
There’s nothing good this way, it’s true what they say!
I’m the black sheep of the family
I always wondered if you knew I was joking about the Eddie fisher song and the "I want you to wear my high school sweater, the one with the scarlet letters?" I got to use more emoticons. When you and I first started posting to each other you would use these really esoteric emoticons. Looked like Linear B to me. I am so un-hip it is a wonder by buns don't fall off."
I am getting down to the nity gritty here 08/23/05 my dead line. Thinking about what you said about August. I like the artistic approach to dreams. But there is good evidence that they are just random firing of the nerves. Back and forth arguments about that. These white boys don't get me about Israel. I remember saying something to Feral (the aussie dude) about something I found on a Pelerine post about Palestine, a Brake poem that led me to a link about the holocaust never happened. So big deal he says so what, just a bunch of ass holes. More and more of it. There is a Manchester Guardian article about the USS Liberty, a very shameful act of aggression on an unarmed ship in international waters; thirty-four Americans slaughtered a hundred and eighty wounded. Biggest got dam cover up you ever saw. By covering it up we have given ammunition to ever hate the Jews group there is. You would not believe the shit I am finding by googling USS Liberty. Another thing I don't get about Baraka he writes this long poem to black martyrs in America and he doesn’t mention Malcolm he is just as much a hero to me as Sam Houston.
Good luck reading this if you get here before I edit.
I don't think it is this August hes, we just getting to know each other. August 2080 maybe?

Back in the sixties no one had figured out how to decipher Linear B. my vanity was that I was going to do it. I my eyes have always been bigger than my brain. An overdeloped with bone, that's my problem.
Bon Appetit