Sleeping with Hicks...

Be a shame not to blog again - I'm back in the daily groove. Today's excitement? I was physically floored and remained in bed until 5pm, where, between kips, I listened to Billy Hicks, George Carlin and Sam Kinison. Sheer poetry and jazz. With rude words an' all. It was lovely to drift in and out of sleep with all that going on... "we're Christians. We don't like what you said. So? Forgive me." "The very existence of flamethrowers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done." "Rock Against Drugs, what a name. Somebody was high when they came up with that title. It's like Christians Against Christ." "Go back to bed America, your Government is in control...you are free to do what we tell you."