you're a target just by living, twenty dollars will make you die

i have got the lyrics to "desparado" by Alice Cooper stuck in my head.it's much better than the Eagle's song of the same name,though undoubtedly the Eagle's were the more satanic of the two bands(by backmasking terms at least)it was almost like Alice Cooper's ode to Jim Morisson.it also has staying power to rival "the devil went down to georgia" which is the ultimate song to get another song out of one's head.perhaps it has something to do with the content of last nights dreams,i think there was a mexican standoff at some point,everything had lighting like a Clint Eastwood movie from the sixties.maybe "desparado" was the soundtrack?who knows,but it has been there ALL DAY LONG!!!!!!don't get me wrong,i love me some old Alice Cooper,but really....
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i had a really great birthday.i might need to sober up for a few days after the week that i have had,but all in all i had a blast.i got some pretty interesting presents and i am really glad that i got to see so many people over the past few days.yesterday was a whirlwind.i got up early to pick up my brother from physical therapy(i am still trying to take some stress off my mother)i literally jumped out of bed,threw on clothes and ran out into the day.

after that i ended up running around town with deb,then she took me to lunch at my new favorite mexican in midtown.El Mezcal on union.besides,i like watching deb go all bilingual and native when she speaks to the staff.after that we went visiting people and ended up at LL's house with El Chupacabra.i LOVE El Chupacabra.then everything gets awful blurry.i know that Boss showed up and took me out to dinner.i remember eating way too much and laughing my ass off at the macaroni grill(i love their bread) and boss dropping cake in deb's wine.i remember them bringing out a very very tasty chocolate cake,and i remember telling the cute little waiter that brought it,that if he sang to me that i would rip out his larynx(at least i was smiling when i said it).then i felt bad about it,he is very cute...like a puppy.so i conceded that it would be alright to sing if he sang it like marilyn monroe.after that we got the bright idea to go walking around in the bookstore.we ended up staying in there til close,as is inevitable in that kind of situation.then we all wen back to El Chupacabra until i felt like i could pass out over there,after deciding how to rearrange all the furniture in LL's house.(i get that way sometimes)all in all,i am seriously

thinking about skipping the $2 import night tonight and taking my ass home and crawling into my bed for a good nights sleep....without any olde western showdowns(plz)but knowing me,i will end up doing something completely different,depending on if i get my 5th wind or not.we shall see....

i am still deciding how i like being 33.i have been told by one of my favorite women that it is a power year,i am still deciding exactly how i want to spend it.there are so many changes going on in the lineup in my life.it happens every few years.it's been a long time coming.