May all your days be gold my child.

[Swish]

I was sitting at a local pub tonight, drinking Smutty Nose IPA, smoking a fantasticl San Cristobal cigar and contemplating my favorite music. 'it's a Wonderful Life' by Sparklehorse is among my top 25 of all time, and the recent death/suicide of Mark Linkous is still fresh in my mind. He had so much talent and I'm still trying to imagine a future without his remarkable talent. Such a waste. I'm sure there will be at least one postmortem cd, but after that....nothing. Damn.

I am
the only one
can ride that horse
th'yonder

I'm full of bees
who died at sea

it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life

I wore
a rooster's blood
when it flew
like doves
I'm a bog
of poisoned frogs

it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life

I'm the dog that ate
your birthday cake

it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life

[3LB]

you can smoke in a pub there?

[Swish]

you can smoke in a pub there?

...but out on the deck. There are a few places that won't allow it even on the outside deck. In fact, this particular pub has a deck section designated as non-smoking (families with kids are normally seated there), and another section that allows smoking. I was actually seated at the outside bar. How sweet it is!

[3LB]

mmmmm...stogies n' beer......

[poppachubby]

I find myself thinking about certain musicians who are gone. I think the biggest impact for me would be Lennon. I am only 32 years old, I was 3 when he was shot. Yet, through his music I feel close and connected to him. It's a powerful thing, music that is. I guess at the end of the day, that's how these guys live on.

The other person I was going to mention is Chet Baker. I recall being very distressed when I found out how he died.