Please don’t approach me in the Whole Foods parking lot

I know I don’t want whatever you are about to try to sell me.

I know because I know what I want and you are a kid in shorts and a wife beater that is too long for you in a parking lot with a poorly-laminated piece of paper. You do not have what I want. If you did, I would be looking for you instead of racing you to my car at a walking pace.

I’m trying to clearly telegraph to you that I don’t want whatever it is so I can save us both time. You’re still coming. I appreciate your entrepreneurial spirit.

“No thanks, kid.”

He walks purposefully to the next car pulling up.

Ouch, my wallet

Ouch.

The really awesome thing is that not only is gas expensive as all hell right now, but this particular gas station only had one working gas pump out of six or so. Come on guys, make it easy for me!

In line.

I am in line, and it sucks. In the grand scheme of things, I could be in much more dangerous territory. This is true.
I can’t wait to eat my tiny healthy dinner and write a poem or watch a movie.

Southern harmony

I believe this to be the two inch tape machine used to record Southern Harmony and Musical Companion, one of my favorite records.
Neat!

Tom and Johnny

I’m watching Johnny and Tom record guitar tracks. Finally getting to hear a guitar amp that I’ve been wanting to check out for a while. It is killer!
Unfortunately, my digital camera has come up missing a mere three weeks after I got it. I’m way pissed about that.