grimjack

Whatever did happen to your soul?
I heard you sold it
To some old boy who lived uptown
Who could afford it
So what's gonna happen to you now?
Therapy... The pharmacy
Crazy
That's what you'd like to believe
But it ain't easy
When yer goin' crazy
Over the rainbow

"I think your story's jive," she said
There ain't nuthin' wrong with me
If I use it to get me some sympathy
Some ecstasy
A memory... I wanna remember me
Crazy about ya
Crazy without ya
Crazy
Over you...


Another odd weekend, thats for sure. Ending up drinking with a couple of local Philadelphia TV News anchors on Friday night at the Society Hill Hotel Bar. Always a weird experience, let me tell you. You really never know if they're 'On' or if they're being themselves.

Saturday was Bubba-Hotep film night. Way cool flick, BTW. Headed to the Khyber Pass to sit on a few band that were playing there. Drank ourselves silly, but still had fun.

Sunday was ultra-weird. On a trip to O'Neill's on South Street, a drunken group of musicians jumped in and onto the bar. They kicked into a version of Bourbon street rag/jazz classics. One quick beer turned into yet another drunken afternoon as we stuck around to here these guys play.

Nothing special beyond that...just trying to keep my mind off of the ex-girlfriend/beast from hell. Counting the days till SXSW in Austin...