White people with dreadlocks?

Yes it is a bit of an oxymoron. Most white dreadlocked idiots you see are in college. They still have a chance to become educated and see how ridiculous they look. Many will wear Bob Marley t-shirts and speak of legalizing marijuana. That alone should tell you to ignore them. Peter Tosh was the pundit of pot. He was the political warrior where as Marley was more inclined to the pop side, both bringing in their spiritual theosophy. The even greater irony is that all these kids with the dreads and Marley shirts disclaim religion. Their religion is disclaiming religion...and postponing their education. I suppose that is easy when your parents are paying your way. Quite dreadful indeed!

Sadly now even reggae is dead, murdered by hip hop, rap, and cocaine (and white boys with dreadlocks) . I say keep listening to Tosh,Marley, and Cliff, but also seek out others of the 70's and 80's. The early Wailing Souls are wonderfully simplistic, but an album I put out to you is Culture "LION ROCK". Great reggae with a strong spiritual message.

Remember, when you say you hate religion your religion becomes hate. Even atheist believe in something or else there wouldn't be "theist" in their title. I believe in disbelief? Yes sir you do. I believe in forgive and forget.

My point? You tell me.
Thanks

Another trip in the way back machine

I suppose yesterday really isn't all that way back, but yesterday I went for a stroll in my new surroundings. Being a hot and sunny day I decided to stop in at a place I have seen every day since I got here in Saint George. It is called Nielsen's frozen custard. Once inside it was if you had stepped back in time to the late 50's early 60's. Red vinyl booths, white laminate tables, and those good old stainless napkin dispensers. Aside from that the decor was lacking, but the feel was there. I ordered myself a turtle sundae and drifted back to childhood.

Every now and then on a lazy summer evening (and winter too I suppose) my mom or dad would pipe up with "Who wants a sundae?". Instead of going a block away to Boy Blue, or six blocks away to Baskin Robbins we would take the four mile drive to Gillies frozen custard stand (We went even further for pizza). I would usually have a turtle, my oldest sister the fudge mallow mint, my mom would have a zombie, and I'm sure all the others had their favorites. I'll have to make more visits to Nielsen's, once I get a job that is, and help them fill their walls with nostalgic artifacts while I fill my belly with cold goodness.

You May Be Sleeping In A Ford Or Sleeping In A King Sized Bed

So last nite I wound up sending a text that said "you may be sleeping in a Ford or sleeping in a king sized bed". The reason for that is that I was sleeping in a Ford. I was 3/4 of the way from Richland WA to St George UT when I decided it was best I eat, drink, and be weary. Today I am in St George wondering how many times I have to put myself thru this. Its the same story the crow told me. Its the only one he knows. Tired of my job, or more so my boss and her useless cronies, and no hope of transferring in the company I ...wait, I feel a Dylan line coming on, its from an alternate version of Tangled Up In Blue..."put it all down and split". I have a couple tentatives. One job and one place to live. I need the place to live first to make it easy to transition into a new job. Its like throwing all of the pieces of a puzzle into the air and expecting it to hit the floor as one.

So tonight I sit in a motel room. thirty one bucks for a place that is three times better, no five, than my old apt. If you put this in a big city it is a two hundred dollar suite. Stainless fridge and mic, granite counter and matching bar height table, seven foot leather couch , contrasted by an antique style armoire, night stand and I think they call it a sleigh style queen sized bed (but just the head board). Plus cold cold air. There is also a pretty nice desk. I may inquire as to a monthly rate. After all I have no bed, couch....

So up until now I haven't told anyone in my family. Not that they would worry but just that I was/am worried. Twenty five years ago, or even five years ago for that matter, such a move was no big deal. I was so much older then I'm younger than that now.

CHECK CHECK

one two one two
ruben remus aint no doctor

You may be sleeping on the floor or sleeping in a king sized bed

A great line from a great song, and yes it is true, I sleep on the floor. I used to have one of those inflatable beds ( well the story is...). I have recently realized that spiders love beer. On nights that I drink I wake up the following a.m. with spider bites. (HOLD ON, JERRY GARCIA JUST CAME ON...put on your red dress baby) Which reminds me of the Tom Waits Song "Cold Water" (the spider bites that is) (I have a lot of parenthetical thoughts don't I?) particularly the line "I sleep like a baby with the snakes and the bugs". Hold on, I need to go outside and recharge my solar sex panel. Yeah, Little Village was just on. Better top off the beer and grab some pretzels.

The long and short of it is I cant blame them. I always marinade my chicken in beer.

Here's a real drag

Amy Winehouse just died. When will you guys get it straight? Only those older than me are supposed to die. 27, man its just sad how none of us learn by others mistakes. I don't know the cause of death yet but I have a sneaking suspicion. In her honor I promise not to go to rehab.

Bob Weir Sucks

Where would he be today had it not been for Jerry and Pigpen?
He was and still is hokey. Could never keep his mouth shut, and
has limited vocal and guitar abilities. Aside from that is his pig,
yes, pig headed political opinions.

Get off of the soap box that others built for you.

Ah yes...the sense of entitlement.

In all fairness he did back Obama and the hope and change initiative which has brought about no hope or change for the better. In fact what many people are over looking are these statistics.
Oil prices are now at 50% of the high under the GW admin.
Strangely gas prices are over 75%.
I think you cyber hipsters would call this a WTF moment.

And yes, Bob Weir still sucks. So does Phish. String Cheese Incident is alright. The Neville Brothers need to get real. Actually, let me know where you will be next and I will bring you a dictionary so that you know the true meaning of real. Do you remember Santa Fe 2000? you greedy self important pukes.