Monthly Archives: January 2015

goddamn, this is real.

Alley way.

this isn’t some kind of metaphor,
goddamn, this is real.

leave the planet…

No jobs...

so yeah, been on a listening tirade involving the Galaxie 500 catalog. i always loved them in that “wow, they sound like the Velvets” sort of way. i really discounted how much more they were…i’ve had this one on repeat a few times this morning…

You said, it’s time to get your clothes on
You said, it’s time to leave the planet
You said, don’t even bring your wallet
You said, it’s time to leave the planet
You said that I could bring my guitar
You said, it’s time to leave the planet
You said that I could bring my guitar
You said, it’s time to leave the planet

Face Palm

Palm Readings

palm reading was used during the Middle Ages to detect witches. It was believed that certain spots on the hand indicated one had made a pact with the Devil. although it was condemned by the Catholic Church but in the 17th century it was taught at several German universities. Britain outlawed palmistry in the 18th century but it’s popular enough in America in the 20th century to deserve its own book in the Complete Idiot Guide series. this place above is on 2nd street in Nashville, one of busiest, tourist walks in the South. don’t get me wrong, i ain’t judging but instead of dropping $40 to have someone tell you your future, why don’t you take that money and go live it.

what would…?

WWWWD?

hey, the newest year is here, i would usually say, “it’s a time for reflection,” but i have a different outlook now that i am legitimately “old.” i’m more into questioning as a new way of going at the other half or so of my existence. the “what can, what if, and what would” as i examine the where next of this life…anyway, have a happy new year. i’m going to say, “why not?”