Notes From Exile

After reading the aforementioned book, “Exile on Main Street”, I have gone on a nostalgia tour through some of my Stones stuff. You can now see me driving around town, blasting the album of the same name, and the other night I watched the movie “Gimme Shelter”. The sixties where such a trip. My favorite scene from that movie is when the Stones are playing at Altamont, a German Shepard walks right across the stage in front of the band. I think it belonged to one of the Hells Angels. Can you possibly imagine something like that happening today?

After a week of swim coaching, and inhaling a couple of gallons of chlorine infested water. I have drawn an important conclusion….Man was not meat to swim. You can follow one of two paths on this one. Either you believe in evolution, in which case there is a reason why we crawled out of the primordial oozy ocean to start crawling, eventually walking, on land, WE HATED THE WATER !!. Walking on land good, drowning bad. If you go for the biblical version, look, God made Adam and Eve on dry land, and even though they where kicked out of the Garden, he said nothing akin to "go jump in the Ocean".

Jennifer Connelly has great eyebrows.

If I was dating her, she would constantly be saying "Hello, eyes are down here"

The local Starbucks seems to be on a schedule, of which I am completely unaware. It’s either filled with a group of guys, 20 something that all know each other or it’s filled with moms and their younglings. Neither both. Yet I am there for both. So far no one has come up to me and whispered, “Sir, you can’t be here today, it’s not your day”.