so...

i've been diggin the sun lately. so have the birds in the trees around my house. i think that it makes them horny and they have gloriously gargantuan orgies in the trees when the sun comes out in the morning. or maybe they have some form of a sports game that they play when the sun comes out and they roar and cheer like the wonderful little beasts they are. i think the sun has a similar effect on my A and U's dog. the last few mornings i've woken up and found sherlock sitting out in front of my door sunning his baculum. ew

i've been diggin nick drake again lately. funny huh? i like cycling through old music after not listening to it for a while. its good morning music. i love having long mornings that just somehow turn into the afternoon. you can't do that when you wake up at 5:30 and are stuck in traffic at six. you are forced into day, into production, bumping elbows and bumpers with every other miserable, sweaty, tired, defeated chump on their way to the last place they would want to be going. once again, like every time, HDT says it best when he says, "most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them." or "I think that there is nothing, not even crime, more opposed to poetry, to philosophy, ay, to life itself than this incessant business." whew! shit man, if that doesn't light a fire in my loins! (that doesn't sound right)

well, here's to today, i will try to live it as a man i am proud of who cannot be conquered and who makes the rules, not one who is broken by them. hi ho