Tropical Hot Dog Night
02.27.07 (9:13 pm) [edit]
"Tropical Hot Dog Night
Like two flamingoes in a fruit fight
Ev’ry colour of day
Whirlin’ around at night
I’m playin’ this music
So the young girls will come out
To meet the monster tonight
Tropical Hot Dog Night" - Captain Beefheart
I wrote three entries in the past couple days and deleted them all. Ungodly navel-gazing pretentious narcissistic horseshit, every last word.
So, since I have little worth saying right now, I'll make it short:
1.) I had Katie singing along to They Might Be Giants in the car tonight. "Shoehorn??? With TEETH??? That's weird, Daddy!"
2.) One look into the heart-rending eyes of a beautiful young woman in her 20s (the one in question I've known for years now) can make me into a complete ball of shit. I'm terrified of myself and my capacity for self-destruction, but mostly I'm scared of how good it feels.
3.) Tomorrow night. I'm scrambling for cash to be able to do it (and to drink with him afterwards) but tomorrow I'm gonna see Stanhope. I've also decided to totally throw myself into his campaign, and ask what I can do to help in any way that I'm capable. The more he talks about it, the more I want to be there, just to see what the fuck happens. This is gonna be one hell of a fun ride.
4.) I have guitars for sale. If I don't sell them at the store tomorrow (they're there now waiting for the boss to show up) I'll sell them on eBay or something. Neither is worth much, neither is hardly ever played by me. An ancient Silvertone with a Stone-Age bridge, and a de-fretted Fernandes Jazz-bass copy.
5.) Am I the only one that thinks the whole uproar over the supposed bones of Jesus being found is funny as shit? It's probably all bogus sensationalism, but it sure is fun to watch religious people take their stupid shit so seriously.
6.) I feel like some Beefheart tonight. I mean, hey, if you're guaranteed not to get any pussy, why not have the kind of soundtrack that will cement the deal?
Love,
Doug At The Radar Station
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I'm 40 pages into a very entertaining book - The God Delusion, by Richard Dawkins. I think I'm gonna have a new favortie person in the very near future.
posted by: OOP (reply)
post date: 02.27.07 (7:49 pm)
They found his bones? I think I saw that movie. It starred Antonio Banderas.
posted by: eraserhead667 (reply)
post date: 02.27.07 (8:35 pm)
Reply to: OOP
I'd be more impressed if they found his boner. I mean, he's supposed to be God, I figure is cock would be immune to decomposition as well. I think that should be a History Channel or National Geographic special - The Lost Schlong Of christ: Did Jesus Have A Penis? Just imagine the entertainment value of all the shit that would conjure up.
posted by: OOP (reply)
post date: 02.28.07 (12:36 pm)
What do you mean, did he have a penis? He was Jewish, that's the first thing we check. You'd never hear the end of it if he didn't have one.
posted by: eraserhead667 (reply)
post date: 02.28.07 (12:42 pm)
Reply to: OOP
And what the fuck is that about, you guys checking the dick first? That newborn kid ain't getting a hardon for a lot more years. You using newborn piss for something, or what? "Almighty Yaweh, here is the sacrifice of our first-born child's urine. Bless us and keep us and don't kill our ass just for looking sideways at a pig half an hour before lunchtime."