Oh, no. You have no idea the fucked up things that pop into my head that I self-censor. This is all tame. Luckily, I think I've forgotten what I'd been getting ready to post. But that reminds me, I have not forgotten this morning's dreams.
Currently, Warren Zevon's "Excitable Boy" (the title track and the album in general) is the soundtrack in my life. This post brought to you by the big riff from "Send Lawyers, Guns, and Money," running over and over in my head for the past hour or two.
I wish she could see how the village plays Sweet Dreams. It is so fun. I mean also it looks like a cult if you arrive on day 1 and find villagers dancing to this song. But maybe after a week it makes sense.