INTO AFRICA
I sent Annie G a post card from Casblanca. Darth wrote me a thank you email, which was nice. I've made my peace with her, i think. Anyway, she expounded and said that she and Annie talked about Africa all night and that she thinks Annie wants to visit Africa someday.
Now, i don't have any kids (except myself), but isn't Annie 1 year old? I don't know any one year olds (not even 13 months) who talk. I guess i understand how you could tell her about Africa, but would it be any different than talking to her about geothermal physics? All the same, she could listen, so i'll give her that one. But she wants to visit there someday? Did Kid A draw her a diagram in a dirty diaper? What the hell? I am so confused.
So while the entire planet slowly goes mad (probably because of some virus released by aliens disguised as bears), it is my duty to soldier on for the rest of the human race. The problem is, i was never really the sanest egg n the carton to begin with. But fate has decided, so I must journey forward.
One morning I woke up
and I knew you were really gone.
A new day, a new way,
And new eyes to see the dawn.
Go your way
I'll go mine
and carry on.
-Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
It's full out spring here – it's been 27 – which is like 80 degrees. No AC so it's time to get a fan. But the terazza is nice and cool. I may sleep out there in the summer. Speaking of which – i have not sleep much at all lately- not that i get much sleep during the week anyway. I feel funky – kind of sleep deprived. Maybe a power nap is a good idea.
Lost in their eyes as you hurry by
Counting the broken ties they decide
Love comes to you and then after
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
Lost on a wave that you're dreaming
Dream on on to the heart of the sunrise
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with it's arms all around
Me
SHARP-DISTANCE
How can the wind with so many around me
I feel lost in the city
Yes. The Nap was a good idea. Now off to class.
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Well , I just got back from jamming with Alphonso and this guy Miguel – who I met at Manu's going away party when i first moved in. They had a PC linked up to YouTube playing into an amp which crapped out. So i brought out my iPod and the speakers Mel y Janet got me. At one point I played Triana, a Spanish progressive rock band from the 70's and Miguel lost his mind that i knew it, so it was a pretty good fit to jam. I have been working on arc of lyrics called Prayers for Ugly Children, so we'll see what happens. But it's lovely to be jamming again. I find it really therapeutic to hit things for an hour.
So all is groovy here. I hope it is likewise with all of ye in North America. See you all soon. We'll party like it's 1989!!!!
We walk away with memories
And clutch them to our hearts
We disembodied entities
We love in fits and starts
For love like wine intoxicates
It drives all of you drink insane
But then all lovers are deranged.
-Townshend/Gilmour
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