There’s something…

…to be said about scotch induced late nights, trapped in a billow of smoke, wading for time to not pass.  A photo negative memorialized in sweat and inebriation.  Tabbed for immediate pleasure when needed. An addiction in its own right.  Time to hit it up for another high.  Don’t turn on that light. Let the t.v. drone on in its two-dimensional bubble.  Light another cigarette. Take another break. Need to catch my breath.  Open the door.  The cool breath of a dark morning.  Time passed.

Snoop Dogg

My dog Snoop was recently diagnosed with cancer, and his days have been numbered from mere days to a couple of months.  I’ve been giving him his two mandatory walks, including bonus walks at 4  a.m.  I hope his days continue on to months, but I’m more concerned about him living in pain.  He’s good for now.  As I am.

Jam of the Day: “Forever Young” Alphaville

WTH – R.I.P. Part Deux – Howard Zinn

JUST found out that Howard Zinn also passed away today.  Make that a double shot scotch for me tonight.  I have much more to say about the impact that Salinger and Zinn have on my own place in this world, but really, I’m a bit…dunno. 

Jam for 2: “Videotape” Radiohead

Who wants to join?

Man, feeling bummed about J.D. today.  Need a drinking bud that understands. Ugh.

R.I.P.

J.D. Salinger passed away today.  I’m gonna have a scotch in your name tonight.

Turkey Turnover

…eh, so NaNoWriMo came and went (with a thud) as the blinking cursor on my computer is still waiting for one character.  Maybe next year? Anyhow, I’ll still trudge on and see if I can start small: a novella.  Start somewhere, son.

Jam of the Day: “…stacks”  Bon Iver

Oh shiznet

Damn, a contest to see if you write like the Rogue Queen, Sarah Palin?? It’s done, son!  I already write like her anyways, so it shouln’t be that hard.

A short snippet from her book:

“As the soles of my shoes hit the soft ground, I pushed past the tall cottonwood trees in a euphoric cadence, and meandered through willow branches that the moose munched on.”

Sounds very close to the prissy prose I share with y’all, and I’m scerred. Gosh darnit!

One more day until Turkey Day. I think there are a couple of undercard fights until the Main Event on Family Fight Night, but why I am being such a bitch-ass about it.  Well, I’ve let it go, son. I’m not so sure about my sparring partner.

Imagine if all family fights followed the pre-fight rituals of the real deal: Press Conferences, fake posturing during press junkets, cable television mini-docu-dramas, invective sound bites, and of course, the official weigh-in, wearing practically nothing. Dooot, sounds like fun, no?

“Oh yea, what about the time you changed the friggin’ channel when I was watching ‘Dancing with the Stars’??!”

“Bring it on, foo’, you can’t handle this!!” “Besides,  we all know the show is fixed”

“Just like yo’ face!!”

[Insert both camps from each side of the family trying to break up the main “fighters”]

Oh, well.  One can dream.

Jam before Fight Night: “Creep” Radiohead

 

Gobble this

I never really fell into the Turkey Day drama-rama category with la familia, but alas, never say never. This year’s fete will be a mine field of slow boil tension…just hope no one sets it off, because I might go Queen Latifah and set it off…just sayin.

Jam of the Day: “Set it Off” Audioslave

Ode to Scotch

Your tender sweetness, masked delicately in hues of rustic springs, grabs me. Tight and dear. Dear one, I cling to you. A fat kid loves chocolate cake. NO!  Fat kid knows no love like the simple and austere pull you have over me. A flame burning next to a puddle of kerosene: we will explode mixed as one. Ah yea. You dangerous, son.

Wow…that was fun.

Jam of the Day: “The Drugs Don’t Work” The Verve

 

Swell Season

Dammit!  Swell Season (Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova) is playing tonight at the Paramount in Oaktown.  Ugh…por que? Por que!!

Jam of the Day: “Tonight, Tonight” The Smashing Pumpkins