somebody called me a genius yesterday.

i've been thinking about it all morning. i don't know if i would call myself a genius. maybe a mastermind. genius......mastermind.....genius......mastermind....

i don't know. they're both so close.

these are the questions that occupy my time.

but that is not why i blog.

my buddy bought a record player yesterday and we listened to roger miller records. roger miller rhymed "grocery" with "no sir ee"

that is genius. that's better than any bullshit eminem ever thought of.

anyways, it inspired me to write a song.

here's some of it:

Jesus, won't you please just
Turn this water into wine
I've got a room full of tears
From the floods of my cryin'

But i'll be high as heaven
by that morning sunshine
If you'll just grant this prayer of mine

Jesus, please just
Turn this water into wine.

that's all you get. i trust no one.

in another unrelated story....

i was repeating a story i heard on the radio to another friend of mine. it was about a serial rapist who was targeting teenage boys.

i said something like, "Wouldn't that be horrible to be raped by a man when you're just a teenager?"

he replied, "Aaahh, a good ass-fucking never hurt anybody."

surrounded by freaks, i maintained composure.

then he changed the tv channel and said, "Retarded people freak me out."

i wish i could faint whenever i wanted to.

i'd do it right now,

scott