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.



It's good to let people know you care.


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.


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.