oh boy. i was just looking at some videotape footage that had been made of me in 1989. oh boy. i had hair. and i was skinny like a beanpole. or skinny like a bean. or a pole. i do really appreciate a good mixed metaphor.
i heard a good one recently, ‘we don’t want to take bread out of their pockets’ um, you mean ‘bread out of their mouths’ or ‘money out of their pockets’?
yeah, i take my linguistic pleasures where i can get them. so back to the hair.
i had hair. i like not having hair. do you know how easy it is to have a shaved head? no grooming. not ever (as i’m sure is pretty apparent…). and i was the skinniest little guy in the late 80’s and early 90’s. in 1990 i weighed 125 pounds. five feet nine inches tall and 125 pounds. in other words, i was a skinny little beanpole. now i’m five foot two and i weigh 400 pounds. it’s been a sybaritic decade. i’m sorry, i don’t know meters and kilos, so our non-u.s friends will just have to take my word for it, i used to be a skinny little waif. and i like being normal-sized now. and i like being narcissistic. the inevitable narcissism of the public figure. at least i try to make my narcissism a little bit entertaining.
the operative word in that last sentence being ‘try’. non-sequitur: the clash were great. i’ve been listening to ‘london calling’ and the first clash album lately. they were just amazing. the songs on the first clash album are so good. that’s been my morning ‘jump around and try to feel fit’ music as of late. ‘white man in hammersmith palais’ is definitely one of the best songs ever recorded. the line ‘i’m the all night drug prowling wolf, who looks so sick in the sun’ makes me want to go back in time and hang out with joe strummer in 1977. although i’m terrible at actually being degenerate, i do get a big kick out of songs that extol the virtues of degeneracy. ‘walk on the wild side’ being another one.
that song makes me want to travel through time and sit at a table in max’s kansas city with lou reed and andy warhol and watch debutantes make out with drug dealers.
good thing my time machine isn’t working very well these days.
ok, time to take some more zinc lozenges and go to sleep. zinc is apparently good if you feel that you might be coming down with a cold. and i’m gullible, so i’ll do or try anything that’s recommended to me. well, within reason.
-moby