I don’t even think I can tell you how good it feels to sleep in my tiny twin bed.  Marvelous, as the kids say…

Goddamn, when will all the rain end?  I mean really.  This is
getting out of hand at this point.  But then I can say that we are
much better off than many of the people around us who got blanketed
with snow.  Now here, it’s kind of like Arakkis after the rise
of  Paul Atredies, wetter than shit.

Today is a bittersweet day of sorts, as I found out that my future
business associate and general partner in crime is not coming back this
semester because she is off to Israel to find herself.  Which
isn’t a bad thing, per se, especially since I think it would do her
good, but what it does is put me in a lurch as it pertains to the
development and launching of BloomingtonBitches.com.  She’s done
alot of leg work, and I am sad that she won’t be around to see the end
result, and on top of that I need to locate a new partner.  Porn
business aside, I wish her the best of luck though, that’s important.

Spent part of the afternoon eating Cajun with Erick over at this new
place in town called Yat’s.  I dug it alright, so I guess I’ll go
there again sometime.

He dropped me off and I sank like a stone in bed.  I wasn’t
completely rested from this morning’s wait to move in, so it felt good
to just lay up and watch some Curb Your Enthusiasm.  I wanted a
good laugh, and I wanted a good snore or two.  The only downside
of that is that I overslept, or just didn’t hear my phone, so I missed
working out with Erick over at the SRSC, gotta make up for it tomorrow,
especially since the possibility exists that I will be having drinks at
Nick’s tonight, that is if I find it within myself to get dressed, and
lord knows I’m weak, so it is here I shall probably stay.

I gotta take care of quite a bit of business, but with the rain, it
makes any opportunity to do that pretty damn tough, if you ask
me.  This sucks, you know?  All this damn rain, and then
probably freezing rain tomorrow, which makes life even harder in terms
of actual desire to get up and go.

I’ve been talking off an on to my old bandmate on IM, and the idea is
that since I have a little extra time on my hands that we should try to
record as Black Market Baby again, something that I wasn’t opposed to,
so I spent an hour practicing a couple of songs we wanted to cover:

Little Green Bag by George Baker Selection (a song that I nail pretty hard)

Where Eagles Dare by The Misfits

My War by Black Flag (Makes me way too hoarse, so it always has to be the last song)

I imagine I will go back to writing some orginal stuff.  We don’t
know what we want to do in terms of sound for this incarnation of BMB,
he was saying that we may want to flirt with an acoustic punk sort of
vibe, but I want to do a little more.  I want to blast balls, and
if my voice can hold up, it will be awesome, which hey…is more than I
can ask for.  So who knows?  I don’t…

Anyway, I think that is about all I can muster right now.  But I do want to poll the audience about something:

Ah…fuck it.  I have to find this flask I have been looking for
and either melt it down into the shape of a keychain or fill it with
either baking soda and yeast or quick dry cement.  I could send it
back empty, but what would the fun be in that???

Or maybe I should paint it black save for a Black Flag logo in reverse
peuter.  I don’t know.  I have to find the damn thing first,
then I can wonder about improvements I can make in order to satiate my
jackass tendencies. 

It’s hard to think clearly when it won’t stop raining…


4 responses

  1. Way to go, Butt Pirate. You spelled “Arrakis” and “Atreides” incorrectly, you buffoon licker.

    January 5, 2005 at 11:09 pm

  2. Come on now, I just know that there’s gotta be an adult over there somewhere just yearning to get out…”PLEASE, Hashim, let me out! PLEASE!”  Please return the flask to me in it’s original condition…you can even leave the whiskey residue…that’s how I left it…you can do it.

    January 5, 2005 at 11:17 pm

  3. Anonymous

    Love it when it rains . . .

    January 6, 2005 at 12:44 am

  4. I would rather have rain than all this snow!

    January 6, 2005 at 2:16 am

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