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Thursday, April 15, 2004


Man. Did you ever have one of those times when you just got insanely hungry for no particular reason? Last night, at around 1:30, I think it was, I had just finished reading Fire on the Mountain by Edward Abbey, and I was seized by this incredible hunger. I had visions of 1 1/2" thick T-bones, pork chops, french fries, onion rings, Moo Shu Pork, Kung Pao Chicken, salmon steaks, jumbalaya, spanakopitas, a giant, steaming plate of enchiladas with pork green chili, huevos rancheros, chili rellenos, tamales, carne asada, a foot-tall stack of queso pupusas, root beer floats, strawberry shakes, a double-decker chocolate cake with a half-gallon of milk, and, for a nightcap, a fifth of George Dickel's #12 Tennessee Whisky on the rocks.

Instead, I settled for a handful of sunflower nuts and a sugar cookie. This morning, I got up and had scrambled eggs with green chiles and monterey jack cheese.

It was OK.


Wednesday, April 14, 2004


That is all I can say about the Rollins show last night, which, by the way, was free.

But first, a message to those people who are always talking about how Laramie is some backwater place with no culture and nothing to do:

Shut up. Quit using that for an excuse for one of the following:

1) You're too lazy to get off your ass, turn off the TV (or internet), and seek out something to do that might involve (heaven forbid) interacting with actual human beings


2) You don't really understand what culture is, anyway

In Laramie, you could conceivably have something of cultural interest to do every single night of the week, most often for free. But when I go to these events, I never see those people who are constantly complaining about how there is nothing to do. I imagine this applies well to people all over the Blighted States of America. Except in a few towns I've lived in (Beatrice, NE, Maryville, MO), where there is, in point of fact, nothing to do (excepting, in the case of Maryville, the Belarussian National Choir - that was freakin' awesome).

OK. All that aside...Rollins was AWESOME. I've heard some of his recorded, live spoken word stuff (if that makes any sense), and I thought it was 'ok.' Nothing too great. But man, he was amazing last night. It takes a special talent (or hyperactivity disorder) for a 40-some year old man to stand up on a stage yelling (and making sense, while simultaneously being hilarious) for 2 1/2 hours. He was particularly sharp in his commentary on Bush and in his assessments of the Iraq war. Other observations:

1) Rollins does a kickass impersonation of Bush - the best I've seen. Ever.

2) Rollins does a kickass impersonation of William Shatner - the best I've seen. Ever.

3) Man, that guy really is short.

4) My friend, Bennet looks quite a bit like Rollins, at least from afar, with his new hairdo. Except without the full-arm tatoos and extreme muscularness. The facial expressions are the same, at least.

I wish I would have brought my Captain Kirk action figure so I could have thrown it up on stage, or given it to him after the show. I think he would have thought that was a pretty good joke.

If Rollins comes to town, you MUST see him, especially if it's free.

In other news...

Mike's Great Gathering of the Banana Men Blog is back up and running. That cat has the most interesting and insightful perspectives of just about anyone I've ever known.

I also apologize for this blog's assiness (sp?) lately. I've been busy, sick, depressed, busy, insomniant (new word), annoyed, busy, and embittered. Not promising it's going to get any better. Just apologizing.


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