Werewolves Of Lebanon

Werewolves Of Lebanon

"Gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein"
- Warren Zevon

Audio version at www.extrafancy.net/doug/werewolves.mp3

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La Choy Beef Chow Mein, to be precise. For something that comes out of a can, it's pretty fucking good. Hadn't had any of that shit in years.

Brandy and wheat bread finishing off dinner.

I overslept today, and it took forever to get my ass going. I spent most of the day trying to get shit done at home, calling the temp agency for work which never materialized. Then I drove to a town north of here and picked two small factories at random to put an application into. Not shit I want to do, just shit that is necessary right now as I sit on the edge of this month's ability to make rent.

I went to the grocery for the aforementioned dinner, and witnessed the most beautiful sunset I've seen in months. Huge blasts of pink and purple taking up a massive portion of the sky, with an interesting shape in the middle formed by open sky. I wish I had a camera. One of those killer awe-inspiring moments the universe provides us with every once in a while.

Saw something stunning in the parking lot while buying gas. A woman in her 20s with incredible long curly red hair, dressed to kill with huge tits and a very pregnant belly. I still don't completely understand the intense reaction I get when I see a woman like this - there always seems to be an extra layer of pure sexuality coming off a truly beautiful woman who just happens to be pregnant - but goddamn, she was KILLING me. I think I spilled a bit of my $1.87 gas (lowest I've seen it in over two years) on the ground trying to get the nozzle back in and check her out some more.

Played some amazing guitar solos in my head driving home. Picked up the guitar when I got here and played dogshit. Oh well.

I love that Neil Young & Crazy Horse Fillmore 1970 album. It's too fucking short, but I'll live with that just to get a prime slice of that era of Neil's music. A few songs done live years before they made an album, something you hear a lot with Neil if you've got as many bootlegs as I do. I can't wait for the next archive release, which is a solo acoustic show from just before Harvest came out, with some of that material done live for an audience who'd never heard it. I saw Neil solo in '92 before Harvest Moon was released, and got to hear half that album for the first time. I enjoy that kind of thing.

Talked to D a while ago and she had me out of breath and dry-humping the bed within five minutes. Jesus creeping shit, that girl is gonna be fun if we can ever work out a schedule to get together. She's also remarkably easy to talk to and incredibly understanding. I can be completely blunt and honest with her about seemingly anything, and it's no problem at all.

I don't feel for her what I feel for Abby. But I do feel something very good, very strong. It's different, but it's quite nice. Fuck knows what will come of it. The price I pay for being nearly three hours away.

Or eleven.

Had a new student last night, with a HOT mommy about my age. Kept up the super-professional music-instructor ruse I somehow manage to put on myself like a costume, but damn...can I chew on you for just an hour or so?

I've mentioned it before, and it's a few years old now, but for those who get where I come from when I get political, try a copy of Bill Maher's When You Ride Alone You Ride With Bin Laden. I've been listening to the audio version today (which I prefer because I liike his delivery when he talks, though the book has some very cool parodies of WWII-era posters) and I'm struck again by how thoroughly Maher thinks through things, how well he understands the gray areas on nearly any issue, and how eloquently he expresses his views, which I find to be dead-on at least 95% of the time. For a comedian/talk-show host, he's astoundingly relevant, and I wish someone with that kind of candor and insight was in a position of actual power. Ain't gonna happen in my lifetime, but it's nice to dream sometimes.

I feel like driving too fast, drinking too much, fucking girls who are right on the edge of legality, and shooting my load onto the open pages of a Bible.

The cycles of the moon ain't got shit to do with it.

Aaa-roooo,
Dougie