December 11 Friday morning

It’s another one of those foggy, dreary days. Just the kind of day that I like. The alley behind the house is the perfect place for Jack the Ripper to be lurking. Not that I would want him to be there. It’s just atmospheric like that. Victorian London. Creepy. Fabulous.

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When I was in the shower this morning I listened to Just dropped in (to see what condition my condition was in) by Kenny Rogers and the first edition. I’m not sure if I got the song title exactly right, but it’s close enough. Anyway, it’s a pretty trippy song. It’s supposed to be about drug addiction, but I always related it to sanity/insanity. It’s got some of the most awesome lyrics.

I tripped on a cloud and fell 8 miles high 

I tore my mind on the jagged sky 

I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in 

I think that’s pretty dang groovy.

I also listen to  Kiss on my List by Hall and Oates. It’s one of those songs that I used to hate, but now I like. Both of those songs are on a playlist I have called  favorites. The list contains a wide variety of genres. From doo-wop to shoegaze.

Shoegaze is one of my favorite genres of music. Especially Tamaryn. She’s so ethereal. She has a fairly new album called Cranekiss. I like it okay, but not as much is the stuff she did before that. Anyway, she’s the bomb and I follow her on Instagram. Her song Love Fade is in my top 10 favorite songs of all time. Distorted and fuzzy lo-fi guitars are the best.

Okay, so I just walked into to the kitchen to reheat my coffee. There was a story on the news about a runaway train in Boston. Apparently, the driver got off to do something and the train just took off. When the passengers realized that there was no driver they tried to break open the door to get in to the controls. Some other passengers tried to open the doors to get off. How on earth do you plan on getting off of a runaway train? Jump? I guess when you’re panicking you do stuff like that. You just want off. Anyway, they were able to stop it after about nine minutes. The train people that is, not the passengers. Anyway, what an odd story to walk in on.

Anyway, I suppose that’s it for now. Ciao.