Playing my "Classic and Southern Rock" directory on random.
Thought yesterday that falling in love has something to do with music, but I don't know what, and I don't really care. Not too many people listen to Southern Rock anyway. At least not the way I do.
Have been thinking for several years now that what I'd like to do, maybe more than anything, is to buy a cheap-yet-reliable little car: one of those piece-of-crap VW's that's painted purple and orange, and putt-putt's a lot... I would like to buy that shitty little car, and throw some clothing in the trunk, drop a couple of notebooks, a Bible, "Still Life With Woodpecker," and a crappy laptop computer into the backseat. I'd check the gas, check the spare, adjust my mirrors, look both ways, and head down South. I guess my idea of "South" is more east than south. I want to see Alabama, and Mississippi, and Arkansas. I want to drive across Texas, by myself, just to have driven across Texas.
I want that sort of independence. I want not to be meeting anybody at the end of my journey. I want the music to be Driver's Choice, and for me to be the driver, for once in my fucking life. And the whole way, I will play mix-CD's of Lynyrd Skynyrd, and Allman Brothers, and, what the hell, the Eagles. I will eat cheeseburgers in crappy trucker-diners. I will talk to truckers with confederate flags on their windshields.
I don't know WHY this idea appeals to me. Me! A good little 'Greener, wanting to take a journey to the SOUTH? So sue me; I eat meat, too. And I make Pollack jokes with Douglass, and Mexican jokes with Jen-Eriq. And I wear leather coats and shoes made from dead animals. I blame Lynyrd Skynyrd.
I guess I don't really have much to say today. I'm kind of stressed about moving; I'm going to go do that I guess.
"Lawd I was born a ramblin' man, trying to make a living and doin the best I can, but when it's time for leavin, I hope you'll understand, that I was born a ramblin' man..." --Allman Brothers, "Ramblin' Man"
(Oh, and by the way, thought I'd share THIS with you... See below...)