random thoughts by the man who is too lazy to floss his teeth tonight

Random thoughts:
-- I thought Chunks' remark on her blog that her favorite flour was Robin Hood was the cat's ass. It made me laugh out loud and also made me think "damn, I wish I had thought of that."

-- I made a Jamaican banana bread tonight. It has coconut, pecans, lime juice, and rum in it. The cat's ass, baby.

-- The Conservatives are crooks. However, I can't vote for Stefan Dion, because he's creepy and can't speak English and he's sort of retarded. What in the hell is a boy to do? I give up voting NDP federally. I don't know.

-- If you ever fart in your car, be careful, because the smell will linger for hours.

-- I made an appointment to get my crowns done. My one temp has been in 7 years. I need to get something stronger than Ativan. Do they still give out Valium anywhere? Is that stronger? I need something strong. Stay tuned for panic attacks.

-- I have spring fever. I need to be outdoors.

-- Why does the news say it's snowing out. I am looking out of my window, and there is no snow. I think I see the moon. So what's up with that? Bloody wankers.

-- Chunks and Devo had a marathon conversation the other night and Devo said she thought it would be cool for all of us to get together sometime. Chunks doesn't like the idea because "it would ruin the magic". I know what she means. I've only met a few internet people in real life, and that's always a fear. Luckily, that hasn't been the case for me, and it's gone fine for the like 4 people I have met, it's always a fear. And it's freaky how internet friends can come and go. My two really close friends, Kelly in Winnipeg, and Ross in Honalulu, I've lost touch with and don't even know their email addresses anymore. It's sad. But somehow I don't think that can happen with these crazy Canadians, especially since they live so close.
But it got me to thinking - we wouldn't know what to say at first, so we'd have to break out the Jesus Juice and get the edge off, and then I'd fear Chunks would have a panic attack, but that would be good, because then I could kick into gear to talk her down, which I can do really well when people panic. And then there would be tears, and laughter, and food, and wine, and farting, and blog entries throughout.

-- Anyway, Chunks thinks I am effervescent, which would make me all panicked to be bubbly, so I'd be trying to be over the top and jumping around like a retarded jester, and launching into break dancing or something to keep the energy up.

-- Anyhow, I am out of thoughts so I am going to bed to finish my book. I have so many on the go, but can't commit to finishing anything. I can't remember the book I am reading, but the header proclaimed "A perverted David Sedaris" or something so I thought you can't miss. It started really sucky but it's picked up. Essays. The dude in indeed perverted. No David Sedaris, but growing on me. I'll post his name tomorrow if I remember. Also rereading that book about the guy who spent the year studying rats in an alley in NYC. Creeps me out, but I love that sort of thing. I've got this sewer thing. Still have my Complete Poems of Anne Sexton by the bed, but I get so depressed reading her. Small doses. I also have a book written by a former drug addict and prostitute in Calgary on the go, but again, so sad and I need laughter right now.
Hey, am I the only one here who has read the Andy Warhol Diaries? Please, seek it out. Best shit ever.

-- Blog topics for Margo and Roxanne: Margo, tell us about the adjustment to becoming a couple, since you have such space and privacy issues. Did that go out the window? And let's start a list of all the people we remember Liza sleeping with. Rox, you are moving right away - tell us how it really is for all of you. Kate, if you ever read this still, write about your favorite Joni songs. And albums. And how you got into Joan.

Have a good night everyone.