Thursday, February 24, 2005
pencil-thin moustache
Some say a boy doesn't become a man until his father has died. Probably out of the Koran. I rather think it happens when the son is X years on his own, comes back and visits his old man, and, after tilting a cold brew, says to him "how the hell did you make it through?" The education was there son. You had to buy the finishing course yourself!
Had one of my something-annual dreams involving a ex-wife, my sons, and something totally implausable. Have had them for 20 years and usually wake up feeling rather distressed. Not this time. Last night before curling up on the cot I clicked on Radio Margaritaville and went to sleep with light jazz. The dream was broken with Scott kirby's "4 Good Dogs". Couldn't be better!
64 wet degrees this dawn. What should happen with this day? (don't turn the radio or teevee on, don't look at Drudge, go scratch Cookie & Rima on their punkin' heads, THEN decide)
Had one of my something-annual dreams involving a ex-wife, my sons, and something totally implausable. Have had them for 20 years and usually wake up feeling rather distressed. Not this time. Last night before curling up on the cot I clicked on Radio Margaritaville and went to sleep with light jazz. The dream was broken with Scott kirby's "4 Good Dogs". Couldn't be better!
64 wet degrees this dawn. What should happen with this day? (don't turn the radio or teevee on, don't look at Drudge, go scratch Cookie & Rima on their punkin' heads, THEN decide)
