Fourteen inches of snow, ten more on the way, after I just fixed my truck and it broke down again parked on the street, and the snowblower took a shit all during a seventy-two hour work week, working midnight/day doubles, I hate those fuckin things.
Hanging out in Big Jack's garage flipping through music, listening to an instrumental from Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory, that's some creepy shit, the whole thing, Jack and Willy that is. He used to be a DJ back in the day but his music stops at like 1989 so I have to bring his ass up to date. Haha, I think I may only get him up to like Y2k but it's a good time passing a bowl around reminiscing in the words I grew up listening to.
It's a new year I'm told but it feels quite the same. My thoughts still flourish in a whirlwind, hurling through space and time to hopefully strike a nerve in some of you....
Just a few things running through my mind.