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a few days ago he gave me a CD of music. i expected something strange & silly. it started with Mister Roboto, went into a Yes song (so far so good) & then� DISCO yep, almost all of the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. more BeeGees then i had heard in 20 years. but the worst part is� i couldn�t turn it off. i found myself oddly attracted to the 70�s beat, the classic wahwha pedal guitar, the vamped & empty lyrics. like a bad car accident i could not look away. today i discovered that it is the perfect music to clean swords to. & so, i will be driving down to providence tonight to tie gary to a chair & force him to listen to Twisted Sister & Dio until his testicles drop into his sox & all of his nose hair bursts into flame. after all, it is the least i can do to thank him. quiet night ahead. thinking of hiding out at the coffeehouse & making fun of the open mic performers. hey, everyone needs a hobby. then again, a nice long drive might do me a world of good too. have to see what the night brings. more later. |
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