Brought to you by the effects of Stockholm Syndrome from holding myself hostage for so many years.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
I had a wonderful Saturday at a friend's house, spending time with his family. I watched some good movies. Listened to some good albums [Blue Öyster Cult's Agent's of Fortune (Don't Fear the Reaper--Cowbell!!!), Lemonheads' It's a shame about Ray, and Grandaddy's Sophtware Slump]. I hung out at a bookstore and browsed like a mofo. I rung my Stratocaster's bell. I do all these things and feel the way I do right now and I don't understand it.
BTW, "Don't Fear the Reaper" has been popping up on stations whenever I turn on the radio lately. I love that song to death. Buck Dharma's guitar solo on that song is nothing short of amazing, not to mention the trance-like mood his vocals set in that song.
Here, you guys need something to laugh at today: The Adventures of Ricardo! Alright, I'm going to go and watch some TV, then read a book before I pass out and have sexy dreams--I hope.