sorry for not posting all week, but you know how it is......

i've had a cold for three days and enough snot has come out of my nose to flood a small village.

i'm on a benadryl, claridin high right now. kinda groovy. sort of like a codeine and wine drunk on a little psycolibin mushroom trip.

well, a lot has happened since i posted last.

dimebag darrell is dead. that is a shame and a senseless tragedy and i don't really have much to say other than the obvious. which is what no one seems to be saying.

people are fucking stupid.

there.

why does no one ever shoot clay aiken, for christ's sake?
now there would be a christmas special i would tune in for.

the only thing i found to be of interest was hearing peter jennings and tom brokaw say "dimebag". the uneasiness in their voices probably put a smile on darrell's face where ever he is now. i'm sure it's better than this shithole.

i have to admit, i was never a fan of pantera. i can't stand speed thrash metal. without a doubt, my least favorite form of music. if you can even call it music. that shit makes me a nervous wreck. if i hear one song, i have to listen to willie for at least a week to recover.

being the lovable egomaniac that i am, i couldn't help but think about someone shooting me at a show. my political and religious rants can't be helping. i've decided to do something to prevent it from ever happening, though.

instead of someone shooting me at a show,........i'm going to shoot everyone first.

i can see the headlines now....

"a local fort worth musican and songwriter shoots everyone in his audience and kills 4 people dead."

moving right along.....

one hour later...

i've been listening to the "red headed stranger". it goes great with benadryl.

i've always thought that i am the most honest person i know and yet lately i have realized how often i lie. however, i usually don't lie to be dishonest. i lie to avoid further conversation.

ex: some person: "hey, have you ever heard of the band "So and so" ?"
me: "yes and i think they suck"

this usually eliminates any further conversation.

another example is....

checkout girl at wal-mart: "how are you?"
me: "fine"

the truthful answer would be...."a lot better as soon as get out of this fucking place"
but the answer, "fine" usually gets me in and out quicker.

i had my eyes checked today. my mother decided to get me glasses for christmas. i've been squinting for 15 years now. i went through a couple of dozen pairs of frames before finding one that i hated the least. the lady helping me was a young woman probably in her mid twenties and i asked her if she had any frames like buddy holly and she goes, "Who's Buddy Holly?"

nevermind.

i was gonna ask for some john lennon frames but i decided against it.

john lennon was in this short lived band back in the sixties called the beatles. maybe you've heard of them. dumb bitch.

well, i'm going to go into a coma.

comas are cool......


scott