Dude. I am so fuckin high right now.

 

That's my caption for this pic. Please submit your own. I would be ever greatful.

Paradigm Shift

The slow durge is turning into a sock hop. Mets up, 7-5.

1985

Woah. This is total synchronicity. I'm thinking about 1985 and I have 85 emails. BRB. I'm gonna go feather my hair and put on my parachute pants.

Blasts from the Past

The a-Ha incident has me a bit in the nostalgic mode. It has me wondering what has happened to many of my 1985 friends. I'm gonna throw some names out there and see how the degrees of separation work in central Jersey and the AOL universe. Jim Dittman. Matt Thomas. Someone from Texas named Spanky. Annette Jennings. Roxanne from Montgomery. Heather Gillen. Rich Mullins. Ferris Bueller. Anyone? Anyone...?

MyPod on repeat

Either my Ipod is malfunctioning or I have programmed it wrong. The end result is indisputable. I keep hearing a-Ha singing Take On Me. It was ok the first 11 times. Now it's getting me frustrated. Mostly because I can't hit the falsetto notes. After 11 tries.

I remember the girl who gave me the 33 RPM vinyl album with this song on it. Her name was Collette. She stole it from the college radio station. I still have it. She helped me carry my stereo out from the dorm to my car one winter. It was cold and she kept talking about her headlights being on. Indeed they were, and it was magnificent. Her nipples were evidently erect in her bra-less T-shirt. Mom had a field day with that incident. Collette was the one who taught me to sprinkle parmesian cheese on pizza and popcorn.

Rumor has it she committed suicide.

 

Today was dad's birthday. He's 64. I told that to Erin. She said, "Now you can sing him that song".

Like an idiot, I said, "What song?"

"When I'm 64!" She said it with such a sparkling twinkle in her eye.

Ask me what my favorite song is today.

 

Play by the book

I want to get noticed, yet I am encouraged by the keepers of this forum to suppress myself. Ugh. Do I really? No. I just can't use the cuss words I want to use to descrbe my day. I am vocalizing them now. ####. That was a relatively tame one.####. That was THE bad one. ####. I think I invented that one. ######. ####### ###### ####. That felt good. ### ### ####### ### #### ###### #####. Ahhhhhhhhhh. The keepers of this forum are keenly aware of my penchant to lay a fat 4-letter word to summarize the day. The keepers of this forum are wise to keep me out in moments like this. The keepers of this forum are saving you from my sometimes dark, wicked invective. Praise them. Curse me.

There was a splinter of blindingly beautiful white light, however. We sat and had a chat late in the day and she lifted me with her eyes.