On this, the last day of my vacation, I’d like to take a moment and reflect on the lessons learned over the past week or so.
1. Toilets may be cleaned, but the stain on one’s soul lingers.
2. Target brand junk food can make me just as ill as the name brand variety, and at half the price.
3. There is a little bit of Xanadu in all of us.
4. Cosmic Cubes do not ask for a gratuity, nor do they rub smelly fixatives into one’s scalp.
5. It’s important to place a “fee payments shall not be made in rodent and/or bird carcasses” clause into a cat condo association charter.
6a. When dating a guy like Buddy, it’s important to have the burn trauma unit on speed dial.
6b. There’s a reason so many superheroes are millionaires or friends of millionaires.
7. I could always nap at work.
8. Are we having fun yet? No? I guess it’s time to break out the thumbscrews and vial of hydrochloric acid then.
The Insane – Last Day (from Punk and Disorderly, 1982) - UK82 punk and nuclear dread -- like Rogers and Astaire.
The Byrds - It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (from the 1996 reissue of 1965's Turn! Turn! Turn! LP) - Some may find this heretical, but I enjoy The Byrds' covers of Bob Dylan's songs more than I enjoy the originals.
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Sunday, July 15, 2007
Vacation: Day 9 – It’s over, it’s over
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