it's such a good vibration, it's such a sweet sensation

shake that body
shake that body for me
people don't you know...

if i hear an old dance song on the radio, i tend to claim my uncle or dad or cousin wrote the song. not performed, wrote.

duylinh and i were bored sunday night and became self-critical and went on a discussion of the proper way to make friends and whether making friends forces old ones to be pushed away.

i can tell a man's guilty by looking him in the eye.

we walked to posse east. there were some men with mullets and cutoff jeans, in their thirties, slightly tipsy on cheap beers, talking about baseball and bruce who was the first person to invite them to listen to compact discs. a frail boyish type came in on one of the old timey motorcycles with the long body, fat wheels and no back fender. he had a leather helmet and goggles.

we talked about styrofoam. i start working tomorrow.