Wednesday, October 25, 2006

I... I'm a new day rising
I'm a brand-new sky to hang the stars upon tonight

I love the Foo Fighters.

This is "Times Like These."

Listen and enjoy whilst ye peruse.



The Mitten does a halfway-decent version of it.

It's a pretty song.

Dave Grohl.

Respect.

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It's good to let people know you care.

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We here at The Dude Abides reserve full editorial discretion over the material contained herein. Company policy.

And why do we delete things?

Because the best part about building a sand castle is knocking it down.

And the best part about carving a pumpkin is smashing it after Halloween.

And the best part about smashing your head against a wall is stopping.

That's why.

Everything has a shelf life.

Part of me wants to blow this thing up.

Just pack up and leave.

But I won't.

Because I still like most of what I do here, and I know you do, too.

But mostly because I am a dirty pirate hooker.

I just told too many people.

That was dumb.

I have a compulsion when it comes to writing.

I have been doing this, in one form or another, for a long time.

And there is nothing wrong with that.

I just need another place to write certain thoughts, happenings and what-have-yous.

(Plus I really miss typing "fuck" every third word.)

And here at the Dude Abides, I can focus on my fictional rock band, the weather and pretty pictures of nature.

And listen to my Creedence tapes.

Enjoy your Thursday.

From now on, I think I am going to refuse to celebrate Wednesdays.

Screw it.

Wednesday?

Dead to me.

I am Jack's medulla oblongata.

I am Jack's raging bile duct.

Even the Mona Lisa's falling apart.

Fuck it, I'm out.