Friday, September 01, 2006

random etc.

Spilling beer on a Thesaurus has never been more depressing. Sticky pages blanking out "F" through "I"; I'm medicating with local beer and Truffaut flicks. Missing a doctor's appointment. Live from the Public Library's computers, drunk on Yuengling, with tropical depression Ernesto taking its time into town, light rain light rain light rain. Impressed by Timberlake's brand new blue-eyed soul, Prince and Bowie birthing a dancefloor baby, tracks 4, 5 and 6 running the entire album. But I'm spending the rest of the afternoon getting drunk to Alice Cooper. "Under My Wheels" by the original marilyn manson, Alice calling out "telephone is ringin'"... "WHY DON'T YOU LET ME BE?!"

Nobody's touchin Dylan's new album. Damn fine music.


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