Thursday, February 7, 2013

DAY 2

TONIGHT I THOUGHT I HAD SOMETHING TO SAY. I SAW A LITTLE RED HEART LIT UP IN A WINDOW. I RAN 6.30 MILES. IT WAS COLD. I LISTENED TO THE 1975 SOLO ALBUM FISH OUT OF WATER BY CHRIS SQUIRE (OF YES FAME) AND ALSO THE NEW MBV, MBV. IT'S GOOD, THAT MBV IS. I MEAN IT'S OK. I'M WEIRD WITH BANDS WHO HAVE INTENSE FANBASES OF WHICH I WAS NEVER A PART OF. LIKE I REALLY LOVED THE LAST STROKES RECORD; I THINK IT'S THEIR BEST RECORD. YOU CAN'T EXPECT A LOT OUT OF ME HERE EVERYDAY OK? TONIGHT'S WARPED VIDEO SONG IS "LAZYMUTHAFUCKA" BY THE COUP, WHO PRETTY MUCH WON THE WHOLE ALBUM COVER GAME; I THINK THAT'S THE ONLY REASON I HAVE SONGS BY THEM. NEVER FORGET.
TONIGHT WHAT I WANTED TO SAY WAS ABOUT BEARS. EARLY ON IN MY RUN I ASKED SIRI IF NJ BLACK BEARS HIBERNATE. SHE WAS NO FUCKING HELP. SO I JUST GOOGLED IT. AND THIS LADY SAYS, "The bears fall into a deep, yet not unbreakable slumber. They can be startled awake, though I wouldn't want to be the one who does it!" THANKS LINDA! I RUN IN SOME PRETTY FUCKING DARK PLACES AS YOU CAN SEE FROM PORTIONS OF THAT VIDEO. EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE MY LED-LIT HEADLAMP WILL LOCK EYES WITH A DEER OFF IN THE WOODS. AND THESE GREEN TERRIBLE UNMOVING EYEBALLS ARE ALL I SEE AND I AM CONSUMED WITH A TERROR THAT SOME LARGE DERANGED BUCK IS GOING TO PLOW THROUGH ME AND--AT THE PERFECT MOMENT IN TIME--KNOCK ME INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC. I LIKE ICE CREAM.

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