Here we go....
That picture of the Lizard King got me started on a Morrison journey, I think.
After I posted that, I passed by the bookcase and 'Riders on the Storm' by John Densmore caught my eye....kinda the same way the 'caught' does when I see it somewhere...lol. I've read it before, of course. But, I'm still reading it again. Some of the shit Densmore says about Jim woulda pissed me off a few years ago and I really don't even remember being this amused the last time I read it. But, John's snide little truisms are simultaneously making me roll my eyes at his obvious jealousy and 'big-balls' talk now that Jim is dead and laughing out loud at the truth of it. I love Morrison...something about that guy I understand, but can't articulate.
Anyhow, back to the book. John did do one really excellent thing. He reminded me of a song that I love by a guy who mostly just gets on my nerves. That would be Billy Joel. He's not cute. Some of his songs make me violently ill upon hearing the first notes. A few of his songs make me want to beat the hell outta him for ever recording them. But....he has one song that makes me able to forgive all that (unless I stumble across any kind of 'Billy Joel 59,247 song marathon'...then I just smash the radio). It is such a great and powerful song, it get's it's own post, after I blow all my built-up shit out. I already have it saved to draft....
Which, by the way, how is it that not everybody on the planet has one of these things? Do y'all have any idea how awesome it is to be able to talk to yer person 24/7, no matter where they are? And, I ain't talkin' about 'spying on people' shit, either. I just mean to point out how incredibly comforting it is to know that any time I want to say something to Eric or need to ask him something (and vice versa), I can. And, thanks to that same cell phone, I know I'm 'safe', even if this retarded computer gets too far outta line. It has a certain 'computer genius's' phone number in it. I don't know how people stand not having that DirectConnect, though. Wally got me hooked on the damn things. He used to always, without FAIL, call or beep (radio) me when I was in the bathroom or naked, getting ready to get in the shower, or something. I used to ask him "Alright, where the hells the camera, Boss?" when he did that. I also would put on a robe. Yes, me, the dipstick who has been known to hang out naked in deerstands put on a robe with the Bossman on a radio....(quitcher gigglin', damn it.) I also wouldn't contact him without brushing my hair first.
Yes, yes. I know that's goofy.
So. am. I. Okay. Off to do that song post, then to bed, I believe. My eyeballs feel like they have sand in 'em. Plus, I wanna get back to Libertyville. Yeah, I'm re-reading 'Christine', too. 'Riders' is in the bathroom...'Christine' is on the headboard. Very rarely do I take the same book to both places. New ones I'm really into, or high-priority favorites, maybe. But, for the most part, I'll have a 'bedroom book' and a 'bathroom book' (or two, or more) going at the same time.
(Yes, by the way, I am aware that this could also be classified as goofy. So?)
Peace.
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As for the bathroom/bedroom books, I have to add to that a "sitting at my desk waiting for shit to happen on the computer" book. And those three are aside from the "things I'm reading". So no, not goofy. Of course, perhaps I am not so great a judge of such things.
Posted by: Mad William Flint at January 07, 2004 12:45 PM (jRssG)
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