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America Rules!!! This was the sentiment painted on a square of cardboard in the hands of a little boy, maybe five, that I passed on my bike ride today. His friends/ siblings, also about five, took turns waving a huge American flag. Cars honked in support while I waved politely. It was all so American, almost Norman Rockwell-esque. America is uniting as never before, our often indifferent, often jealous citizens casting aside their differences, buying mass quantities of red, white, and blue, and getting together. So why do I feel so empty? The reason has been very clear, but today it clarified even more. In the midst of this huge, cataclysmic tragedy, we've completely lost track of the individual. The abysmal media coverage has focused almost entirely on 1. Shocking, exciting, and explosive footage, 2. The statistics of the acts, almost as if this were a sports event (well, the Terrorists are up 10,321 to nothing - but it's still early, Chip,) and 3. Talks of revenge,
When I sleep, I can deal with all the stuff that comes my way for some reason. I slept very well last night, deep sea, REM, constant dreaming type stuff. I woke up to the alarm's shrill warning,happy, and then realized what day it was and where I was at and then it was mumbling time. But my chemicals had all been replenished, or something like that, and I felt I could deal with 9 to 6:20 straight through with no break. And thus far I have. This semester is going to burn me to a crisp. I'm not a stay on top of things kinda guy...I'm more of an "Oh shit, THAT was due TODAY?!?" type of guy. But that's not gonna work with my classes. Not this time around. So if I am sullen, disheveled, and constantly drunk by about September 15, understand, please. I watched "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" last night, one of the funniest and trippiest movies I've ever seen. Basically, two guys with a supply of every drug imaginable trip through the Vega
We made some rock and roll today, Bo, Kerri and I. Sparks flew. What a great release. My fingers are a huddled mass and there's just no voice, but we sounded good. "Dreaming of You" for 8 minutes. "Lost in the Red" for 6 - what a great song! "Lose Yourself on the Road" for a long, long time. "Prisoners" - ditto. Bo and I sing so well together, tho we really don't sing very well apart. I'm in a band. We took a long walk to Wrigley after practice to sort of unwind and let our hair down. We met a guy named Rodney from Zimbabwe who joked and laughed with us as though we were friends of long standing. Later, Bo and I accompanied eachother on Washburn acoustics. I lay in the hammock on the deck, swinging in the breeze, looking overhead at the rafters, thinking, humming Radiohead. Bo and I walked long and hard thru the night, talking of being in a band. Liquid Amber. Tribal Dance. Ghost Shit (Kerri's suggestion.) It'