detroit rock city.
and last night we were in toronto rock city.
and tomorrow night we’re in detroit rock city.
and then chicago rock city.
and etc rock city.
this hotel in which i’m staying is remarkable…i keep expecting don johnson or mc hammer to walk in. the mind boggles at the number of bad, cocaine fueled parties that have probably occured here. the glass table in the living room, the jacuzzi in the bedroom, all very silly.
and, oh, the black lacquered bar area. i just got back from this wonderful ethiopian restaurant called ‘the blue nile’ (but then again, every ethiopian restaurant in the western world is called ‘the blue nile’, or ‘abyssinia’) that was so good. i love ethiopian food, even if it is a little bit on the greasy side. and this restaurant made a special point of saying in the menu that their vegetarian food is prepared without dairy, and i, being the fucking hippy that i happen to be, appreciate that.
but now my forehead feels greasy. have you ever noticed that when you eat greasy food that your forehead feels greasy afterwards? or is that just me? maybe it’s a side-effect of having a bald head.
thunderheads look really amazing when seen from 25,000 feet.
-moby