Fuck Pot. ….wait, what were we talking about?

Posted: April 4, 2013 in Music nobody listens to, Shovels

Wait, what was I saying?

 

 

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  1. mikey? did you survive your brush with Normal Fucking People while Wearing Trousers, man?

    I’ve put up three posts while you’ve been nursing your hangover.

  2. mikey says:

    No hangover – had to drive my car into the big city. I find this undertaking stressful, but not as bad as trying to park it in Polk gulch. Jeez, they oughta just run public transit all night. But tired as hell – stayed up well past my bedtime. The show was awesome, as always. Roger’s starting to show the mileage physically, but they’re not showing any signs of slowing down, and my goodness can those bastards rock n roll. Both Rebecca and I noticed a marked movement from the western influence to a harder edge rock sound – Rebecca called it almost psychedelic, and I think that’s right. They’re such good musicians they can pull it off, but the more lyrically interesting earlier stuff still appeals to me. I’ve got some pics I’ll post on facebook at some point when I have a tiny bit more energy…

    • Fucking wimp. During Summerfest, you’d be expected to get drunk, post pictures, AND get up to do it all again the next day. For ten days straight. Not counting the after-Fest parties.

    • Roger’s starting to show the mileage physically, but they’re not showing any signs of slowing down, and my goodness can those bastards rock n roll

      You seem to contradict yourself.

      the more lyrically interesting earlier stuff still appeals to me.

      People are more comfortable with music they have heard more times. It’s natural. Which is why, of course, that as a zombie I like the newer stuff, as unnatural attracts.

  3. mikey says:

    Y’know, this is going to sound shocking to you, but that does NOT sound like fun to me…

  4. In fact some of us have figured out you can drink more beer if you go running all the time. I figure if I do it right I’ll have a stroke while running a marathon at age 80. Hungover and smiling.

  5. mikey says:

    Meh. I was never interested in any of that exertion crap. Sure, I carried heavy shit for a living when I was younger, and some other unpleasant shit, but I was always more interested in laying around, laughing and screwing and reading.

    I’m delighted to take middle age lying down, typing words into an uncaring ether and basically not doing shit I find unpleasant or stressful.

    Look. Here’s the deal. In the end, we’re all worm food and rotting organic matter, and unless you’re Hitler or Zevon you’re not going to leave a “legacy” anybody fucking cares about. Didn’t ask to be born in the first place, lucked out in the place and time of my brief existence, will wink out quietly at some point and the universe will never have even noticed.

    I’m not trying to win, just trying not to spend my few decades chasing pointless fantasies…

    Such is the basis of happiness.

    • mikey says:

      Which is why mind altering substances are, on balance, a very, very good thing…

    • In the end, we’re all worm food and rotting organic matter, and unless you’re Hitler or Zevon you’re not going to leave a “legacy” anybody fucking cares about. Didn’t ask to be born in the first place, lucked out in the place and time of my brief existence, will wink out quietly at some point and the universe will never have even noticed.

      Brother Zombie.

    • Landru says:

      In the end, we’re all worm food and rotting organic matter, and unless you’re Hitler or Zevon you’re not going to leave a “legacy” anybody fucking cares about. Didn’t ask to be born in the first place, lucked out in the place and time of my brief existence, will wink out quietly at some point and the universe will never have even noticed.

      You know why I come here? It’s so much more fucking uplifting than my day to day existence.

    • Good dawg. I am so sorry.

  6. Which is why mind altering substances are, on balance, a very, very good thing…

    Can’t argue with that.

    …wait, what were we talking about?

  7. mikey says:

    Annnnnd with that I somehow veered back on topic.

    I amaze myself sometimes…

  8. I am a little disturbed that with my spate of FUCK posts, I not only didn’t drive everybody away (which was something a prickly zombie would have expected) but that site visits are going up.

    It’s like you motherfuckers like being fucking cussed out.

  9. mikey says:

    Dood, Psst.

    Lemme clue you in. Listen closely – I’m going to whisper.

    You’re our crazy aunt. We love you even though you’re a dick…

  10. ddammit, too stoned to keep allthe various comments straight. So either I just give up on interacting with commenteres, or I turn off comments (again). let me get another drank…

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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