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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
"640,100 repetitions make 1 truth" ~ Aldous Huxley ~ (from Brave New World) and today I remembered the big difference between driving an old family car (1987 dirty-white Taurus wagon) and a new sporty car (2000 shiney-red chevy cavalier)... unfortunately, I remembered it a few seconds too late... so I got into Splendid China for free cuz a friend had a few free passes... but it cost at least $150 to get there... yes, I got my first speeding ticket of the new millenium... keeping up with the flow of traffic that was averaging 80 in a 65, I was nailed... you go 65 and people fly past you and tailgate you, but the trooper was old school and I was in a young car, so he didn't want to hear it... my long hair being down and wild probably didn't help... I think it's my first since I left the wilds of Buffalo, NY, where I spent a year pushing snow and dirt and stuff around, driving sometimes several hundred miles a day rushing from job to job (for time is money as you must know, right, of course, can I scream now?)... the show was great, acrobats and dancers and this amazing girl who took flexibility and balance to new levels and had me wondering whether she'd like to wrap herself around me after the show... but seriously, though I've seen better, the show was very good and would have been even if I paid for the ticket (for the show)... alas, nothing is free... the irony is that I used to drive the dirty old Ford much faster than I was driving today, but never got stopped in it for speeding (and then there's that trip in the Cougar XR7 from New York to San Antonio in nineteen hours... it needed new tires and shocks after that run, but that's besides the point)... I passed troopers, they passed me, bt I never got stopped... but a shiney-red young persons car, the trooper made a U-turn across a wide and deep grass meridian and ran me down a couple of miles later... shiney-new car... I'll have to make an appointment with a driving school now... they have one called Improv Comedy Driving School... that sounds about right for me... so the universe is playing with me again... interventions... well, first, I didn't catch an email before going out today that would have encouraged me to stop downtown to see Amy Steinberg, who I havent seen in a couple of years and have been trying to catch, but have been just missing like tonight... so I open the email at 12:30AM that says she'll be playing 10PM a half hour away... so I catch the end of the Rolling Stones live at Madison Square Garden (why in the world did they create New York City in such a cold place?... I miss it more and more, but still prefer the tropics)... and then I'm ready to vege with Playstation and find it's gone... Sam (that's roommate) must have a new game and must have pulled it out to take to his night-watchman job... he's private security overnight at a very rich person's estate... guess he's tired of the high speed internet connection they have there... or else he's tired of me playing it... he can be a little controlling at times... and I can be a little paranoid... must be the police intervention... "HELLO HOW ARE YOU I'M FINE THANK YOU VERY MUCH" so then, in the absense of the Playstation, I turn on the TV to see what's on after the Rolling Stones concert and I find Huxley's classic satire (or anthem of sorts) for all control freaks and authoritarian types... and so I distract myself with the morality play about human hypocrisy and while jotting these thoughts into this journal... and I find the Sci-Fi seems to be on this theme tonight... all that's missing is Orwell's 1984 and Vonnegutt's Farheinheit 451 (that's all?... as if)... they probably don't have the rights to those... wait, there is some sci-fi original movie called Control Factor is on next and then Terminal Man is on after that... and then, classic infomercials!... I think I'll fall asleep J |
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