11/23/05 I'm tired, but I have to write this shit down

Today... was full. I had an awesome conversation with a postal worker today about the demise of our society. We agreed on so many things that it was a little freaky. This guy was telling me about how I should always have cash money on hand and never have it sunk into tangible things like property.......etc. He was tired. I could see it. A postal worker going postal. He got up on his soap box and told me how the world was. I just simply nodded my head and said that the mojority of the population feels the same way we do, why don't we start a revolution ? He said damn right !! Boston tea party all over again. Fuck you Bush, and fuck these rediculous chains placed upon us (taxes, psuedo cast system)

ok, so that made my day but it gets even better. I went to Butch Anthonys folk art exibit in Seale, Alabama. Turned out to be an incredible party of intellectuals banging on drums and playin guitar. It was an open bar so I got a little toasted. Not cool, seeing as how I'll be running a 26 mile marathon in < 48 hours. I hadn't seen Butch in a couple years and forgot how cool he was, nobody quite like em. He attracks some of the most odd-ball hippies. very fun. I want to start going to his Tuesday night philosophy society meetings...