i'm all clogged up. i don't have anything funny or clever to say. when i think about what i want to write about, it comes out totally sucky like this:
"saw ween and the flaming lips at the greek on saturday. that was fun. ween ripped. had a giggle attack during "Buenos Tardes Amigos". hung out with 4 fun friends + guy. the flaming lips were inspiring. wayne walked in a huge bubble on top of the crowd's hands. there were lots of orange balloons. there were dancing girls in alien outfits and santas onstage. ate some mushrooms and smoked some pot."
see? it's a third grader's answer to how her summer vacation was and it doesn't do any events any good.
so i'm all clogged up.
carry on.
4 comments:
Ah, don't sweat it. Happens to every creative genius at one time or another.
Wasn't it awesome when the Wayne-in-a-bubble descended from the sky and landed gently in the hands of the eager crowd? Then he sang the Star-Spangled Banner from inside the bubble using a wireless mic, while he rolled up and down the bowl of the Greek like a gumball! Epic!
e. see what i mean? i have no grasp of details. i forgot what he told us to say, i mean, what happened exactly!
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