Sunday, March 18, 2007

You're dirty sweet and you're my girl



First off, Happy Birthday to Jimmyboy.



That was a year ago. It was 70 degrees in Bozeman yesterday.



Bells came over Saturday morning. We went to an Italian bakery and bought some cannoli.



Leave the gun, take the cannoli.




We tried to go to a store that only sells hot sauce, but it is closed on Saturdays and Sundays. Dude. That's not a great way to move a lot of hot sauce.

Distraught and broken-hearted from having only cannoli but no hot sauce, we did the only thing we could in that situation.



I bought a gong.



That's right.



A fucking gong.



(((((((((GONG)))))))))



And why not?



We played music for a few hours, occasionally punctuated by a
(((((((((GONG)))))))))



I have absolutely no buyer's remorse for that acquisition.



I'm thinking about hanging it over my bed.



How do you like them apples?



After that, Megan and Ben came down from Missoula to go to the Modest Mouse Concert.



The show was shit-hot.



If they come to your town, go see them. Or buy their record. Spend another 99 cents, or don't, and download their song, "Tiny Cities Made of Ashes."



Does anybody know a way



That a body could get away



Does anybody know a way?



We're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin'



Coca-coca-coca-cola



I can feel it rollin' right on down



Oh right on down my throat



And as we're headed down the road



Towards tiny cities made of ashes



I'm gonna lay down in the spa



Where they coat you in molasses.



^^That's Johnny Marr. He used to play guitar in a band called The Smiths. Back in the day.



I recorded a couple songs.







This is a public service announcement.



With guitars.



Know your rights all three of them

Number 1
You have the right not to be killed
Murder is a crime
Unless it was done by a
Policeman or aristocrat
Know your rights



Number 2
You have the right to food money
Providing of course you
Don't mind a little
Investigation, humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Rehabilitation



Know your rights
These are your rights



Number 3
You have the right to free speech
As long as youre not dumb enough to actually try it.



Know your rights
These are your rights



All three of 'em



It has been suggested in some quarters



That this is not enough



Well



Get off the streets
Get off the streets



Run



You dont have a home to go to



Finally then I will read you your rights



You have the right to remain silent
You are warned that anything you say
Can and will be taken down
And used as evidence against you



Listen to this

Run





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2 Comments:

Blogger P. said...

"You're built like a car, you've got a hub cap diamond star halo..."

I don't know what a hub cap diamond star halo is, but I like the way it sounds. And if I were built like a car, I'd be a stretch limo.

"Get it on, bang the gong, get it on."

Makes perfect sense to me to put a gong in the bedroom.

4:45 PM  
Anonymous Fred Shero said...

There is this one home care client I visit who might benefit from a gong.

Both his legs have been chopped off due to diabetes so he cannot ambulate as freely as he once did.

I guess he doesn't like to raise his voice when he wishes to summon the aide who is in another room in his small apartment.

So he utilizes a bell.

A gong would be much cooler and would double as a conversation piece.

2:55 PM  

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