first, on my way to work this morning, i got rear-ended. just driving along, minding my own business, when BAM!, i get smashed in the ass by an elderly woman who was doing about 80 in a 45 zone. i've only had my new car for two months. probably about two grand worth of damage. thank the various automotive gods and goddesses for plastic cars... but, man, was i pissed. at least the state trooper gave her some tickets...
then i get to work and check out the news on the web, only to see that Bob Hope passed away. say what you will, i grew up watching him on tv and in the movies and really enjoyed his humor. he really was devoted to entertaining the troops, both at home and away, i remember watching his Christmas special from Viet Nam every year. i hope he's really happy where ever he is, i'm sure he's still getting the laughs. so long, Bob... and thanks.
then i read that Erik Braunn died, who was the lead guitarist for Iron Butterfly, one of the quintessential psych-rock groups of the late sixties... he was a musical prodigy who played with them at the age of fifteen. nothing like that fuzz guitar and that crazy Farfisa organ sound...rock on Erik, you're in good company.
and then i get home and check out the blog and there's a comment from Douglas of nofear.org. who think's my life sounds like Abbott and Costello's "Who's on First?" routine. thanks, Douglas... maybe a W.C. Fields movie, but never A&C!!! (only kidding, Douglas!)
so, i hope your day was better...
i'm going to go have something to eat now... i hope i don't choke to death on a freaking french fry...
later.
