languid

whadda are those oreoes backasswards thigs? oh-ohs? i ate the whole bag. i can never have sweets, cookies, crackers, cake, ice cream or any such stuff unless i have company and have to share. i eat it all in a day. it doesn't matter... it just has to be gone....

so the weekend? i ended up in fresno? why you ask? oblige'...

er whatever. it was hot i did jack shit but eat, sleep in front of a swamp cooler(friggin' stinky thing weird,) watched tv, slept some more and ate homecooked fried chicken.

i don't like th e burbs especially burbs so far away like three hour drives. the company was cool in the old school cool sense of the werd. iced vodka from a gilded china tea cup & saucer. mgd for breakfast. icey steinlager from the freezer for my afternoon nap.

hmmmm.... it did bring to mind the roadtrip want... soon, this summer...


back to the grind, the work week and the bust ass confusion.

i found a whole bunch of tapes from way back the latest was four years ago the oldest was a mixt tape of mid/early eighties punk from 18 years ago. maxell keeps going i guess. played good too. better because the system was better that what i had back then. took them on the trip of the road and it was good.





ok bye.

aloha,
j