I am not feeling at all myself this morning-traditional Irish folksongs about whiskey and the devil are making me think of shame and the loss of innocence ( Read more... )

For one reason or another Starbucks is doing an exclusive sale of Bob Dylan’s popular bootleg recordings, “At the Gaslight ( Read more... )

Everyone snooze, and sing the blues, while deep inside our minds-God keeps us happy, with a little bit of love.

K: My imagination sucks.

Sometimes-there’s God-so quickly!

You go to my head
And you linger on and refrain
And I find it spinning round in my brain
Like a bubble in a glass of champagne

I know I said I was quitting this journal for good-but I rarely keep my word ( Read more... )

I’m giving up this journal for good. No one reads it, and my posts are growing increasingly less interesting-as is everyone else’s ( Read more... )

August 20th 2005 ( Read more... )

Tuesday August 16th 2005 ( Read more... )