My only guess is that I have had too many powdered donuts and making an ass of myself downtown, one experience after the other, one donut after the other, the total numbering at least six.

Holding my head way back and listening to Love Will Come Back Again is helping though. I was typing to my friend and she asked how many times my heart has been broken, and I thought and answered two.

Few can guess both. Ah holding my head back is sweet. My computer had lots of problems today, and I wondered if it had finally overheated. The Silver Jews have some pretty good record covers. I like the one with the notebook on the couch. When I was looking at it today, I felt connected to a bigger force. Man, the tape I was listening to just ended in the middle of a good song. That is a bummer. Perhaps I will moonwalk over to the chicken shack now.