|The Next "Cat Woman"|
Eking Out A Living
Yesterday afternoon, I sat down at my spot and began to work on a song about a guy who meets a girl on Facebook who ends up attacking him with a meat cleaver. I may change the implement to a machete in the final draft, and have her invite him over for spaghetti.
I made just about 6 bucks in a couple of hours, but composed about half of the song, and had a visit from a charming young lady.
I was in the process of working out the verse where the girl in the song's "interests" include watching snuff films, old Vietnam War footage, Mixed Martial Arts, and needlepoint, when a figure began to emerge from the shadows, silhouetted by the light of the Subway.
"Hi, Daniel," I heard, from whom I started to think was Becca, the Christian Youth Counsellor, but, as the apparition drew nearer, I recognized it to be none other than Taylor, eldest daughter of Jeff The Potter.
We spoke briefly, and she gave me the name of a morbid band, to add to my song; then, she was off to meet somebody named Dave.
|This Could Be Kenzy (facebook)|
I felt a little bit guilty about keeping a 16 year old girl in the dark, though.
It's cold outside, and I'm not yet motivated to go out and play.
I may read some, and then meditate in the graveyard...
|This Makes Me Want To Run To Starbucks Imediately|
NEVER open a kiln while it is firing!