Man, that is one saggy bed.

I kind of have to poop.

This one knocked me over! Thanks, Spacewoman

Tee hee Or maybe he was digging for some change. Keep 'em comin' girls! Great pics!

Wasn't that Rainbow who did that song "Stone Cold"? That was a really cool, moody song. Weren't there people going back and forth between Rainbow, DP and Sabbath? I get confused and can't remember who was where when, but damn what a lot of great songs. It kills me when the kids here say they wish they could go back in time because I wish I could, too, and see bands sober so I'd remember the concerts better.

It was at the old Met Center, where the Mall of America is now.

I think the intro to "In the Evening" inspired a dream I had that included a red/purple/orange sky with lightening, and little alien critters scampering up a hill

Thanks, Spacewoman!

I found a 20 in a plant container outside, and it was right behind a guy who was painting a wall- looked like it probably fell out of his pocket. So I told him it was there and he went, "Oh, Thanks!" After I walked away, I thought shit, he looked suprised- it probably wasn't even his! Dammit

Yeah, there's good stuff and bad stuff everywhere. I know very little about AC. I saw a book about him and skimmed through it in a store. I know he was in the Golden Dawn, but I forgot what they were about. All I remember are some funny pictures he drew and that he had a fundamentalist upbringing. I know enough about Wiccans (at least the ones I know) to understand that they're overwhelmingly positive in the way they do things. If I could be religious, that's about as close as I could get, I think. I've always hated the way anything occult or pagan related stuff is portrayed in the media. Talk about stupid. But I think it probably goes back about 2000 years at least. Why do people always assume it's about affecting others, when it's actually about affecting yourself? DUH. Or did I miss something.

I've read a very dumb wiccan book, and a very good one.

Good post, SunChild.

That was a good read, Steve.

Having to bust your ass to put food on the table kinda makes you wonder what the hell you ever worried about before. That's how it was for me when I became a single mom. Now my friends are already starting to have their inevitable mid life crises over stupid shit, and I just shake my head. My grandma was the happiest person I've known, and she was dirt poor all her life. It didn't take much to make her happy at all. Is that what you mean by the KEY?

Now yer talkin! Answer me this: why is it that in the most priveleged cultures on earth, people seem to be personally miserable, spending a bazillion dollars on stuff to make them happy, or teach them to be happy. People who have never starved, been tortured or oppressed. Do you think it's just actually believing that all that crap's gonna make you happy? Is it not having a purposeful life? And why would people with so much fredom still be worrying about what everyone else says they should do?

A little bit o humor, there. I don't know how to edit my posts.

Well, that's just common sense. Damn, is that it? Shit.

No, I don't want to let it stand. I want to wonder. Mainly, I want to wonder if I missed out by being the first generation of "Free to be You and Me" kids......with nothing to rebel against. Because I read somewhere that AC had a hardass, fundamentalist upbringing. People like that fascinate me. Repressed people really fuckin' freak out on stuff and create amazing things. Look at Maynard from Tool. Damn, I wanna be pissed off at something, but when I am it's only a mood swing. How do we know he was totally depressed and lost at the end? Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't. Maybe being a worn out old junkie had something beautiful in it that none of us will ever know. I love to wonder.

It was a rainy day, and I got all the stuff done I needed to get done. Cleaning, exercising, studying, playing with the cat (who knocked over the chair and then fell asleep on it), doing laundry.....I tell ya, springtime really motivates me. I can't wait to put some flowers on the balcony.

Congatulations! How wonderful.

Hey, is that Jonesy standing behind the girl, flipping someone off? Or just some random dude.

He's actually kind of geeky, too. I like geeks

I still fantasize about having JB and JPJ follow me around, laying down a groove for my day. ....I guess they'd have to be on wheels. Or, I'd just open a door, and there they'd be! Then I'd go somewhere else and lo and behold! Everywhere I'd go, they'd be there rockin out for me. Oh, yeah.

Apparently not. Shit, after 6 or 7 kids I'd make them pay for it!