I tell you people, IT WAS COMING FROM THE SHOPPING CART ITSELF. (shudder)
Snugglin’.
-Life has been kind of difficult for the last week or so. Daily helpings of difficulty.
-I found myself driving behind a 2002 Suzuki something or other this afternoon carrying a vanity plate that read “ AH.BACH”, and I can’t tell if they were a Gary Burghoff fan or just partial to the fugue. The roads were slippery and traffic was bad, and I was frustrated in my efforts to get up beside them to find out what kind of lunacy was at play.
-Is it wrong for me to have an irrational hatred for stemless wine glasses? Probably.
Nothing banishes Monday blues like discovering that a decidedly sinister, 100-year-old H. P. Lovecraft poem, entitled “Nemesis,” maps almost perfectly to the 1973 song “Piano Man” by Billy Joel.
If you already know the song, then simply reading the poem below is enough to see that the two really do match. But listening to “Nemesis“ being sung by songwriter and performer Julian Velard as he also plays “Piano Man” is one of the most unsettlingly sublime things the internet has ever produced.
The emergency overflow ward is strangely quiet. There’s a faint chorus of beeps and murmurs and coughs, but we’re away from the din of acute trauma. Misty grey light is filtering through the window.
Soft restraints, the nurse said, because she keeps trying to pull off her oxygen.
-I don’t want to be spanked with a rolled up copy of any of the stringed instrument construction journals, because they are far too expensive and valuable. I *would* get kinky watching Shark Week, but only the old 90′s version, back when it was more substantive.
-My next door neighbor emailed me at 5:15am to let me know the early Tom Waits albums are being remastered and reissued. Let that sink in.
I miss talking. Yesterday I found myself listening to a fellow creative person who has been dealing with issues I’ve had to come to grips with over the last ten years or so. Things I know about. He felt better afterward and somehow for me it underscored how infrequently I get to do this.
Lachrimaestro 