I read in the paper yesterday that some singer who goes by one name (I'm not being coy, I just can't remember the name) got out of a treatment center for alcoholism. After a month of treatment. Shit, and I didn't even get a day off.... Eton John? Maybe it was him.... I have noticed a tendency to be more vulgar in these scribblings lately... maybe 'cause my mother is no longer reading? Maybe 'cause I'm sober? Maybe just 'cause. Just finished watching Larry King... he had Ellen Johnson on, along with five god-wits. But it wasn't really five against one, Larry was more than accommodating to her. Ellen is the president of American Atheists, in case the name isn't familiar to you. Got the taxes done & sent in, e-filed, of course. The feds give... the state takes away. Pretty much an even deal. Brian's grandmother died Monday, and the service for her is tomorrow. She was the mother of Matt's ex-wife, only 55... lung cancer. I'm not sure if I'll go to the service or not, but I probably should. Rough day at work... I was running the scan room, lotta patients that needed moving, and my back hurts, along with my legs. I think that I twisted my upper spine again like I did a coupla years ago. Tried calling the guy about the garage, I've pretty much decided on a builder, but I'm gonna get some references first... and a contract. Definitely a contract. And now I've gotta go play some music and then get to bed, I was up too late last night, and that made today even worse. Tomorrow will be better, yes it will.
forbidden, foul and forlorn
occupy inner spaces.