Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Road trip Radio

Dee-Lite - World Clique
Black Sabbath - Paranoid
Weezer - The blue 1st one
Smashing Pumpkins - Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness
The B-52’s - 1st one
The Pixies - Doolittle

Driving every week or so to the a**hole of Michigan. (It is just down the road from Colon and I don’t think it’s the other naughty bits, nothing particularly sexy about Sturgis.) It’s an odd trip. Load the car and turn around and come back. Past the Amish farms, wave to the Zobians trim little homestead each time. There’s the trailer leaning at that impossible angle, and the “You’re home in Homer” sign. The entire trip has the back hum of constant saying of “Om Mani Padme Hum” for all the small, dead folk on the road. Eating road food, lighting Oliver’s cigarettes and making sure his coffee cup is filled. Finally home to the cats who just yawn and say “where’s dinner?”

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