Wholly (holy) fuck what a week.

On Thursday, I was fried. Just when I thought I was spent saw seven red-tailed hawks (I counted each one) circling the parking lot at work. I tripped on this for a while, what were they looking to kill and eat, a Honda? So I rounded a corner and headed for my bacon supply center and caffeine outlet aiming for my morning fix when a dove flew by my left ear. Wholly (holy) fuck. She (it) landed on a fence post top and just starred at my bacon craving ass and at that moment I remembered Lisa telling me about a dove she saw the day before.

I'm pretty sure it was God saying hi.

Hi God.

Hey!!

First day of Fall.

Well, la-ti-fucking da.

I think blogs are stupid.

See you tomorrow.

Sincerely,

Dave.

I used to laugh at people in their forties.

Who's laughing now?

Holly shit, fucking Tuesday.

Great.

Today I ran over a dead animal. Not on purpose, but I killed it again I'm afraid. Felt bad really. Poor guy.

We bought a piano for the kids today. It's nice; a Korg (or is it KORG). Digital. Sounds good, feels real. Sounds big. Plays well.

I saw Sonic Youth and Wilco on PBS this weekend, Sonic Youth was cool!

Records I bought this week: (it was a good week for records!)

Soundtracks
Capricorn One
Vision Quest
Beverly Hills Cop
Bonnie and Clyde
For Your Eyes Only
Octopussy
Creepshow
Animal House

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Mick Jagger - She's The Boss
Chicago - 18
George Carlin - Class Clown
mammas and Pappas - 20 Golden Hits
Monkees - 40 Timeless Hits From

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I got a pile of 45's also

And... Carl gave me some records:

Al Hirt - Songs to watch Girls by (this is good)
Jefferson Starship - Volunteers
David Rose - The Stripper
The Partridge Family Album

Thanks Carl, I love the records!

-dp

This doll was lying in the backyard under leaves. I thought it was creepy.

Carl drove us around Concord. We had a time at Guitar Center, then ate a huge lunch at Chillis.

The view from the side of the road. I was somewhere between Concord and Brentwood.

On my way to Concord!

Drinkin' Wine with my baby

So It Goes

If I was a seagull high and aloof
I'd sail to the highest perch on your roof
But I ain't no seagull, you know my name
And the wind's blowin fortune, the wind's blowin pain
And so it goes, nobody knows
How to get to the sky, how to get to the sky

If I was a puppy dog in the early dawn
I'd make it to your house and sleep on your lawn
but I ain'ty no puppydog, you know my name
And the wind blows fortune, the wind blows pain
And so it goes, nobody knows
How to get to the sky, how to get to the sky
How to get to the sky, how to get to the sky

Tom Waits

Hardcore fisherman with hurricane Isabel bearing down!

On the commute in this morning I saw to bulls with horns head-to-head in some sort of battle. I knew then my day would be similar.

Money, castration of belief

CNN.com - Isabel could cause 'extensive damage' - Sep. 15, 2003

My favorite radio station. (see below) Relaxing, wondering why I never have to worry about hurricanes her on the west side. Hope everyone is ok, looks like a big one.

Parental Advisory - 89.7 KFJC.

My first blog, cool.