"the most distressing and upsetting and unfun way possible"

The MC5 make the R 'n' R HOF. Sure wish that I cared more than I do. The Ramones made it before the MC5. I get it, but it depresses me. And I am plenty depressed already.

Sitting here watching sports--basketball. I will discuss it in another thread. Too much rage over nothing.

Anybody else love going to the dentist as much I do? Can't wait!! I just realized that they have called three times to remind me that I haven't been in stupid amounts of pain for over 6 months. What am I thinking!!!

I have a favourite podcast, though. Just kidding. I have the attention span of a gnat when it comes to that shit.

Is "Nick Cave" a verb yet? It should be.

Inner peace man eaten by agitated bear. 

The first year that I left Japan I was surprised how little I even thought of the place. Similar situation. Two actual friends, and no interest in anybody else or "Japan as a tourist" mentality. 

I found a photo album that my ex-wife gave me of some trip in Japan. I could not remember any of the trip. Nothing. I only know it is Hakone from other photos I have seen from people who have gone there since. I wasn't drunk for It either. I was just there, exhausted I assume, doing what my ex-wife thought we should do, in spite of the fact that I would have rather sat looking at the ocean and pondering my next move to somewhere that I actually liked. Ten years on auto-pilot just like that Vonnegut novel, "Timequake" I think, weighs in on. When free will kicked back in, I found myself at DTW looking for a place to eat in Greektown. Damn, that was a kick in the pants. 

To Auckland!

Most of it (the growing up and the marriage) was white noise, I suppose. It really is hard to recall. 

For me, my eidetic moments are mainly comprised of learning pieces of music, usually the first time I could play a piece in its entirety, and getting that photograph I had envisioned in my head previously. Names, dates, birthdays, and so on? Whatever...

Cassette Walkmans. Editing is tiring.

So 5 different strains of marijuana then?

Yet people wax poetic about horses and don't seem the least bit suspect to anybody. Beastiality (spelling?) doesn't even raise an eyebrow. Banned? For stating what all men are thinking? Fuck me.

could prolly get a cheap camera online, film all night then next day you could watch back the Bears Garden Tea Party

It's like someone's rattling around inside my head and drawing their graffiti inside the walls of my skull

An old friend of mine told me that he and his wife love going to the beach. I had no idea why. He told me to give it a chance this summer. Dude knows me better than I know myself. I love the beach. Jeepers, what the fuck was I thinking for the last 100 years!! Anyway, it was a good day at the beach today yet again.