The Universe. Dancing. Dance Parties. Making Music. Movies. Politics. Chemical attractions that defy all laws of reason. Newly added interests: Soul Music. Old Tyme Country Music.
Tall Women. Dance partners. Cooking partners. Musical Chairs. Juicers. Giraffes. Girl's who ride motor bikes. I'm looking to get me a really hip side car and a helmet. Then, my rocking biker girl and I can cruise around town with the wind in our hair. Bjork. She is so cute. Dance Partners. Nothing matters when we're dancing. Unlock your bodies. Let the devil rhythms of rock music vibrate in your vertebrae!!!!
Everyday. Everywhere. Nothing Matters when we are dancing. Be it in Paris or in Lansing. In tat or tatters you're entrancing. Nothing matters when we're dancing. Seriously folks, unlock your bodies. Cut loose once in a while. Who cares if you can't dance. Just move your body to the music.
Documentaries. Foreign films. Independent films. Westerns from the Far East. Wim Wenders. Terry Gilliam. Jim Jarmusch. Classic films.
Brain Rot. PBS. The Bears. The Cubs. The Daily Show. The Colbert Report (Greatest Show on TV).
Ray Bradbury is from Waukegan. So is Jack Benny. "The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about their hopes for the future until reality taught them that tomorrow was not what they had dreamed, and they discovered nostalgia." Garica-Marquez of course. He destroys me in a really beautiful way. Tom Robbins. Tim O'Brien.
The Lord Above & The Devil down Below. I am an experiment in contradiction. Ebony and Ivory. Living together. But I have not yet achieved the elusive harmoney.