tds

I just spent, according to the clock, 95 minutes on the phone. I don't know when i spent that long talking to someone. And, given the person (old friend from Ukiah, mentioned once), i feel strangely deflated by it. Awesome person, definitely a missed opportunity, but for the first time when we talked it felt, i don't know. Friendly? Like there's never any chance of romantic progresson, & i'm totally okay with it? Something like that. Second time in a week that's happened.

Speak Easy Friday. Looking forward to it. Dawned on me, though, i could really use a coat that isn't brown, or one that wasn't from the Ukiah Goodwill purchased just for a shitty play. Fucking money, though.

Radio also on Friday. Working on something. Maybe.

"Summer of Sam" is actually a WAY better movie than i remember. Mira Sorvino is awesome, & any movie with two Who montages is fine by me. And why doesn't Jennifer Esposito work more?

Something has been going on with me lately. God knows what. Like i'm in a Woody Allen movie set in Sacramento. La-dee-dah.

I actually might cave to nostalgiac decadence & spend money on WrestleMania this Sunday. Anyone interested can write me if they want in. I expect no responses, though.

The Zombies are fucking amazing. I'm shocked i've had the album so long, but am only playing it constantly now. Colin Blunstone is Jesus.

I'm a weird dude. But i play it well.

And i'm done. I wish i was better at commenting on blogs. I always panic & can't think of anything to say. Maybe i should just say whatever comes into my head. Anyway, yeah, later.