Huqleberry

I saw an old friend last night and we talked about art and life at that place called ‘Tacu Tacu.’  It was enjoyable.

Then I had to wake up this morning and I thought to myself, they’re out ta get me.  Decidedly so, I’m planning on taking a weekend trip in mid August to the fabled Marfa.  That’s right, Texas.  Perhaps I’ll take the night train to see the Marfa ghost lights.  I’ll buy some Prada for my Michelle.

I’m going to need a breather before things really kick off in September.  It’s so easy or so it seems.  It also seems like I’ve been listening to Appetite for Destruction for the better part of the day and am bored to death.  I want to be a rapper.