Neil Young Night

After 4 pm. tomorrow, the internationally know Jazzfest will be just one guy and his band, called Crazy Horse.

One of the things about Jazzfest is that it's possible that 2 bands you really want to see are playing at the same time on different stages.

I might step outside and perhaps walk towards Bayou St. John to see if I can hear the warbly voice or the warbly guitar ricocheting off the outer walls of Delgado College, like neils music was a pool ball, shooting out of the fairgrounds then banking off the stadium, with me standing in a little pocket, with the bayou reflecting it one more time.

But hopefully I will already be in the Quarter by that time, and full of energy, focus and the one other thing that the Odysey mushroom based energy drink is supposed to facilitate; oh, yeah...memory.

I feel self loathing when I don't go out and play; and the reason I didn't go out tonight was probably laziness, not helped by the fact that I had stayed up all night doing (it's 2:50 in the morning right now) God knows what. When you are brewing more coffee as the sun comes up because you are fascinated by a video about how they paint huge ships, it makes you wonder...

Anyways, I want to leave some more of the comment left by "unknown." I rendered this excerpt in yellow, as a nod to "unknown"s everywhere...

Daniel...you are not the intellectual giant you would like to think you are...and you are usually regarded as a joke to most who ACTUALLY know you because of your smug know-it-all ignorance in life in general.You act like you have something to say, but NOBODY is interested in your inner monologues where you drone on and on about the most inane things ever which is why barely anyone comments on your page here. That and you are a bullshit artist.