"The Emotionless Mediocrity of Day to Day Living"

I'm listened to a song called "Dolly Parton's Tits". I'm going to see if I can't find the lyrics for you people. *5 minnute search* Eh, I can't find them. I'm going to transcribe them myself. This song is just absurd.


I liked to see the coyote eat the roadrunner
I'd like to see Kenevil blow to bits
I'd like to see Rex Humbard lay his hands upon Mount Avy (?)
And I'd love to see that Dolly Parton's tits

'Cause they're so big and soft and round
And they don't make a sound
How they look to me is a mystery
With my hands stuck in my pockets
Just thinkin' 'bout Dolly's rockets
Yeah, here they come again, my fantasy

I'd like to see Pierre french-kissing Rene in the mooonlight
I'd like to see the Mounties take a hit (?)
I'd like to see Dave Allen pull his muscle on the TV (?)
But I'd love to see that Dolly Parton's tits


That's the best I feel like doing. What a song. What a completely... Wow. There are many things in this world that I'm incapable of wrapping my mind around. This song is one of those many things.

I watched a great movie tonight - Hookwinked. It was hilarious. I'm rarely interested in this type of movie, but I saw the preview on The Matador dvd and it looked funny. It was. Don't be a dummy - watch it.

The Matador was also funny. I also read The Sun Also Rises this weekend which means there's been a lot of bullfighting going on in my mind.

Elvis is singing "Danny Boy" now. Hoodwinked doesn't seem so funny anymore. I might be due for a bit of a cry. All I know is that I haven't utilized a bar in 4 or 5 days, maybe more. Daddy has aquired a thirst. I'm lonely, thirsty, and fairly numb to my many tragic failures that have rendered life so miserable.

I will be drunk sometime soon. It will be awesome.

Livin', Livin', Livin', Livin', Livin', Livin', Livin', Livin' Life

It seems of late I know more about my friends' lives than I do about my lack of one. I have friends who have moved, friends who are getting married, friends on vacation, friends I haven't talked to in a while, friends I probably spend too much time with, friends in love and friends in not-so-much. Despite never having anything to offer or say to them, they have managed to keep me busy enough to avoid how miserable I actually am. Everyone needs a break sometimes.


OUTLINE OF THE THINGS I'VE BEEN DOING

1. Watching Movies
A. Godard films in bulk. I can't get enough of his movies of late.
B. Talladega Nights was funny. So was Strangers With Candy.
C. Turner Classic Movies did a Marx Brothers marathon last week. It was
hilarious. I'm officially a Marx Brothers fan.
a. Duck Soup was particularly hilarious.

2. Watching Television
A. Shit shows on HBO. None of them are particularly good. At least not currently.
B. Whatever shows Amy Devers is on. HGTV and DIY. She is the new love in my life. Move over everybody else - I've found a new television host to love.

3. Playing Guitar
A. I've agreed to play "Canon in D" by Pachabel and "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring"
by Bach on guitar at a friend's wedding in October.
a. I agreed so I would force myself to work hard at playing guitar, something
I haven't done in ages.
b. I agreed because I was shocked that someone thought I could pull it off.
B. I've also spent a lot of time trying to figure out how I'm going to buy this
classical guitar I want before the wedding. I've got some instruments to sell
but I'm slowly learning that they're not worth anything.

4. Getting Drunk
A. This seemed to happen a lot last week, not so much this week.

I think that's all. I just noticed in the preview that this outline won't be all nice and indented when it's published. That's crap.