I’ve been riding the rollercoaster between deep dark depression and teeth-grinding anger since breakfast-time Wednesday. I haven’t touched a newspaper since then & don’t much care to for the foreseeable future, aside from the Arts & Entertainment section. (Gotta check the funnies, y’know. Even though they haven’t actually been funny since, um, forever, aside from Mutts and, usually, Zippy. Truly, we are a nation of pinheads.)
What keeps me going? Well, aside from the love of a good woman and (more often than not) good pets, it’s pretty much been down to loud music (Stooges, mostly, and Abattoir Blues) and strong beer (Sierra Nevada Celebration Ale – how’s that for irony?). So far I have resisted the temptation to smoke.
We saw End of the Century Saturday night. I should probably write something up about that, but my heart’s not in it right now. I will say this much: if you like The Ramones at all, you should see it. If not… you should probably still see it, although it won’t change your mind about anything. And truthfully, if you don’t like The Ramones then you’re probably reading the wrong page. I have nothing for you here.
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