Stream of Consciousness Crap or Did You Ever Wake Up Drunk?

[jdubbs530]

My best friend and hetero-sexual life partner or HLP, Dr. Rock, is in town here in LA, my home (Philly who? Philly what? I deny that shit hole like Peter did Jesus) And we been rocking our respective socks off. I feel like I should bullet point everything we done but it's all a little hazy and really I don't wanna. Christ, man you can get so lost in everything LA has to offer and well man, in ain’t a weekday morning without a hangover. Hangovers after all are an inventible part of life like death and taxes. We saw Merle Jagger the other night rock thee f’in house at the Lava Lounge then headed over to this guy Ben’s house for a little after party. Ben rocks out in Welldiggers Banquett. I rode the door, Dr. Rock was too cool to ride the door and he fucked up the picture of me riding the door. Way to go, now all I have is fuzzy memories and no photographic evidence. I’m just kidding man, lighten up, you’re in LA where we take dumbing it down and turn it into an art form. I had a conversation with some guy whose name I don’t recall about blues and country and my argument is that they go together like salmonella and Indian food or penis and vagina, in fact it they did get together and had a baby and called it rock n’ roll. Everybody is so nice out here it’s unbeleiveable. Didn’t get in till after 4 and got maybe about that many hours sleep before I had to head into work, but hell, I ain’t complaining, I’m still riding high off the good vibes of the other night.

I luv LA. There is something for everyone out here, room for everyone, to be yourself without anyone hassling you or giving you grief or hating on you for it. As much as I love LA, I may leave one day but I will never leave the West. Manifest destiny has called I have answered.

This ramblin' man is signing off...