you can say anything you want to about me

you can say my clothes are terrible

or i ended up fat

but one thing you cant say is you couldnt get hold of me.

where is this world where people melt into when you send out an email or text

and they don’t get back for 5-6 hours?

where do those people go?

me, i have my phone on me at all times, you know, like a normal person.

if im in a movie, fine, out of commish for 2 hours. but 4?

and during the week i get even more baffled.

during work hours shouldnt you be available within minutes? whats up with being out of pocket for half the day?

this last two days people have contacted me via email, text, facebook messenger, LinkedIn chat, Slack, Snapchat message, Instagram message and even the good old phone.

pretty girl this morning even rolled over and whispered something in my ear.

we live in the age of communication and i wonder about the ones who peace out for so long.

i wonder if

they can

take me

with them.

i dont give a damn about my bad reputation

last night AJ and I saw Joan Jett and then Boston at the Greek.

I never knew “I Love Rock n Roll” was a cover. Anyways when Bad Reputation is your 4th tune, it’s a good set.

Setlist:
Victim of Circumstance (1981)
Cherry Bomb (The Runaways)
Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah) (Gary Glitter)
Bad Reputation (1981)
You Drive Me Wild (The Runaways)
Light of Day (Bruce Springsteen)
Love Is Pain (1981)
Love Is All Around (Mary Tyler Moore theme) Sonny Curtis cover)
I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll (The Arrows)
Crimson & Clover (Tommy James & the Shondells)
I Hate Myself for Loving You (1988)
Everyday People (Sly & The Family Stone cover)

Then Boston came out and it was like a bunch of dads who have been practicing this shit for years.

Worth it.

 

had a great night driving last night

started later than normal but heres what i have learned about control: aint no such thing.

driving around fairfax picked up a native american which in canada they call First Nation

she was from canada – outside vancouver.

do you know of Matthew Good? i ask. “yes!” she says excitedly.

then, “is he from vancouver?”

took her to the Hollywood Bowl to see Phoenix. i think she was going alone.

got on the wrong side of the traffic jam so i headed toward Universal Studios. i figured i might get lucky and get someone leaving the park or a businessman hopefully trying to get to LAX from one of those hotels over by there.

sure enough, a ping from a hotel. hot dam! when he waved at me with his shorts and cute girlfriend i thought oh no i hope they arent here to see Phoenix because that traffic was horrible.

they were going to Griffith Observatory! whoooo hoooo.

have you seen La La Land? I ask. the observatory is prominently featured.

yes, the young lady answered scrunching her face in disapproval. but i didnt like it.

got a couple of short rides and a cancellation that Uber didn’t pay me for, so i headed home, but kept the apps on.

then around melrose and la brea get a ping from Sugarfish.

probably a couple heading home after a little sushi meal. fine. whatever. who cares. cubs are world champs.

dude says, 79th street, westchester. bango! ($28)

got home and amber, who is crashing with me while she finds a new pad, had made dinner, got dolled up

and had done all the dishes.

i shoulda played the numbers.

she said, if i could be in any man’s body, itd be yours

later we passed by this closed down pot shop

seemed a little nothing in here is true:

clean, nice, decent selection.

everyone was female,

even the gun totin security lady.

there was a mexican woman there,

a bud tender,

she told me about how much she liked country music.

also rock, si, but country music.

i wanted to get back there one day and give her a cd of lone justice songs but just like that you’ll never see that person again.

which is why xbi agents usually wear something distinctive

just in case you need us.

what if im a horrible person

would i even know?

do terrible people even care after a while?

i dont think so which is troubling because i sure as hell dont care.

but i dont want to be a nuisance or a bummer.

i dont go out any more and i dont stay in.

either i ESP with people or i use braille.

ive turned into an extremely aggressive driver.

but i do use my signals.

i wrote someone an invitation to the greatest offer in the world the other day

and i know she read it because it says so

but she did not reply.

which tells me,

maybe im a terrible person

which makes her think no way could this be what it appears to be

even though its an invitation to something

so great. so cool. so what is needed right now.

but if the wrong messenger sends it

it gets forgotten.

what would a not terrible person do or say in this situation?

probably nothing.

the terribles are always so loud.

im just like you, i want what you want

i want a low rider that will do the most amazing things

i also want a monster truck.

i wanna date whoever i wanna date.

i wanna eat whatever i eat at whereever.

i wanna tell the truth the whole truth

sweetened by the most ridiculous lies.

like you i wanna fly a plane one day

from sea to shining sea.

and for some of it i wanna turn on the auto pilot

and be all whooooooooooooah

and just like you i want the president to go down tomorrow.

because we need to live in a place together where

when you do fucked up shit

you pay.

the next presidents shouldnt waltz in thinking

they can just do whatevs.

fuck them and their whatevs.

dick around in your own companies and lives and dramas

but when youre the leader of the world,

you need to have it together.

there are low riders that can do amazing things.

we’re just asking for

one person

to not be corrupt and terrible.

dear electoral college,

i hope you know your days are numbered

in the last little while we have seen electric cars appear

we have seen marijuana become legalized

the Internet has made its way to be part of our every day life

we have seen the death of video stores

we’ve even had the first black president.

but you’re still around.

the problem with you is when someone loses the popular vote but becomes president, women like this one sorta have a point when they tell the world “most of us voted against this idiot”

thats not something that any one wants. and it must totally suck to run a country that you know didn’t vote for you. you’re already starting behind the 8-ball and thats a tough place to begin with such an important job as Leader of the Free World. and it might be a reason why Trump is so fascinatingly defensive about every little thing.

anyways youre gonna die soon, electoral college, and thats good

not everything should live forever.

especially if it’s flawed to begin with.

counting the days…

ive been to the harvard and yale of the everything

four years here, four years there

taught by the greatest teachers

studied from the best of all books.

sometimes you can hear a lecture and it sticks to you

you can see a picture and its there forever

you can kiss a girl or drink with her

or simply hold her hand and all the truth of the universe will radiate inside you

vibrate your innards

and reveal all you can handle.

almost everything i know i have been shown.

sometimes through visions sometimes through wrongs.

almost always while i was being silent

almost always unexpected.

theres so much good in people because they have gone through some of the same dark and wild woods and met the same dark and wild souls and held the hands of the angels and were spooked by the fear and tempted by the demons

and tested by the testers

and judged by the shadows

and lifted by the winds.

i have seen and done things that even a grown man would call remarkable

yet i still feel like im a teen

who cant believe no one is calling bs on this fake id

so lucky theyre letting it slide

so happy to be invited

but why

when youre as old as i am, very few things will impress you

also all of my friends are amazing and have accomplished great things

either they were in bands, or are in bands

or theyve created adorable little humanoids who will cure all our ills

or they have big smokin fancy jobs

or they are super talented in amazing ways

or they have hearts of literal gold, which is not as easy as it looks.

so when i go through my day and i learn about things i usually say meh

the simpsons did it first.

when i was at the Times i used to have lunch with Sarah A and sometimes also Ali M in Metromix

and sometimes Ali would say blah blah blah Katie

and i would say Katie who?

and ali would say omg she has the most beautiful hair and shes a great writer, surely you saw her in our office?

and i would said that office is filled with beautiful haired writers

which was an understatement.

well now Katie has done something that will make me remember her forever

tonight she is appearing on the world famous

Wheel

Of

FORTUNE!

and i hope she wins a fortune.

and i also hope i can watch it somehow now that ive cut the cord.