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...oh my god put wings on the rhetoric...

I went back to sleep after cleansing my thoughts of that candid ripple of post-Van Halen mediocrity. My sister knocked on my door at about seven o'clock and invited me to supper/breakfast with her and Joe. We had chicken pot pie and went to the video store to pick up some flicks. We watched Family Man...a hellywood love story. It had a few redeeming qualities, but my tastes are often obtuse. After work I'll probably fall asleep while watching Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead...one of my phaves. Watching...I'm becoming desolate with watching, and reading, and observing.
I shouldn't be tired. Or bored. Or uninteresting.
But I am.

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A member of my Yahoo Kyuss club is sending me some live shows on video. I've been looking for some for a a few years. I didn't expect much to come of the club when I founded it, but it has about 125 members now. I often forget that it's there, but everyone slowly keeps it going.

My eyelids are leaden. A nap and a poolside would make for a great day. I'll settle for just a nap I suppose.