we will not apologize for our way of life, nor waiver in its defense.

obama said this in his inaugural speech. did it need to be said? would the right wing have pounced on him if he didn't say it? "hey, he didn't say that we will not apologize for our way of life! commie!!" it's like a tick, an automatic, generic rhetorical flourish that lets us know that all is well. for, why should a guy who has just become pres apologize? man, this country must rock. now, for the chaps under the cruise missiles? perhaps they are singing a different tune, maybe the gap band's "you dropped the bomb on me." i always say, build party trains, don't bomb them, but then again, i am a chubby loner. if only chubby checker were a chubby loner. that would have been a twist.

i remember wearing a shirt with a target on it as a form of protest. yeah man, bomb me, i'm a target too. sadly, no one killed me, meaning the rent is still due in 10 days. in any case, a bloke (sorry, been on a british office kick lately) asked if there were any targets in the area. i thought, yeah, him, but he meant the store. of course, there are now many targets in the area, but hopefully, he's not around to "enjoy" them.

i also remember protesting the war with yugoslavia at the boston marathon. the pink one was there to piss off the red ones, who were there by the thousands. i recall an old woman with the mind of a dead woman, and the body of one as well. it was insane. no one cared. except when we got in their way. how could it be any different, in this land of ours?

i hate it when the phone rings. not once, but all day. it's as if all the people who have nothing to say have all decided to say it at the same time. how about the ones who keep calling until you pick up? or the ones who switch from home phone, to cell phone, and back again, until you give up the fight, and answer? and then, when they do get through, it's your fault! "i've been trying to reach you, where were you? i even tried the cell!" and they never have anything to talk about. just wanted to kill time, bitch about the gig, complain about a partner. can a guy just relax after working all week? am i allowed a shell of sanity? of course, it's not that big a deal, but ain't it one?

they tell us we lost more troops in afghanistan over the last month than we have since the war began over a month's period. well, i got to tell you, i didn't lose a thing. those troops weren't mine to lose. as far as i'm concerned, they were lost the moment they enlisted. i suppose it's thoughts like these that have kept the really good jobs just out of my grasp.

obama tells us that he will move on health care. i may move on health care all the way to canada.

from the complete clifford brown on emarcy, dig the long jam cuts "coronado" and "you go to my head." besides crazy clifford, two mean west coast cats, herb geller and joe maini (both heroin chums of dirty lenny) blow their brains out. other than the double suicide, it's a fine record.

it seems that i have shot my load, which is quite a feat, considering i have been blogging the entire time.

stay thirsty my friends.