Friday, March 23, 2012
My Typical Evening
My typical evening begins with me in
knee-pants and buster-browns until 9 or 10.
Then I hit the road to selfhood.
What's your favorite appliance?
Can you lactate on demand?
Do you dwell in a heliport?
Is that a typo?
My typical evening began in 1987 and never ended.
Is it always the same?
No, it isn't.
The only real constant is my tentacle-
Telecaster and an ancient
Peavey Deuce
that leaks so much static
it's more like a bug-zapper than an amp.
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