Saturday, November 15, 2003
Justified & Ancient
On the eve of my 32nd birthday (Incept Date: 09.20.71), I've come to a number of conclusions...
1) Outside of food, emotional junk and the rest of the obvious answers I really only need two things. a) A black Trans Am circa 1977-1979. b) A gold tooth.
2) After many years of thought, I've settled on a name change, details to come after the fact but the new initials are m/a/z/e.
3) The book is not going to write itself.
4) It's possible to be on the verge of something and still miles away. (see #3)
5) My biological parents were wrong in saying I would grow out of the following: a) drugs b) sex c) rock-n-roll d) baldness.
6) If the AMA, DEA, and FDA had their way, we would all be drug addicts, just not to any of the fun drugs.
7) Only an asshole would sentence Tommy Chong to nine months.
8) I am indeed a capitalist, I just have a problem with Capitalism v2.0 passing itself off as the real thing.
9) I was so much younger then, I'm older than that now.
10) I still hate Bob Dylan. (see #9)
Ah, too old to have a mid-life crisis, too young to die. Hugs and kisses, m/a/z/e
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