Sunday, September 02, 2007

listen to Summertime rolls from Jane's addiction

If you lived in or around the old house we just left, It may be hard not to cry.
I'm in the new pad (Sky Tower) about to head back to the old neighborhood.
I gotta pay the piper that hauled so much stuff away.
I was going through my new roomates music collection and played all the most emotional tunes I could find.
Songs bring you back to where you were when you first heard them, this collection spans decades so I'm seeing a wild photo show in my head of past adventures.
The Jane's Addiction song just busted me up, it makes me think of what we all just went through.
I keep asking myself "What the hell just happened?"
"How did I get here from there?"
"When will it end, and do I ever want it to?"
Iv'e been escorted out of Aria 54 for chrissakes, I ran away frm home as a teen and joined the circus!
Let me tell ya, I keep falling into adventures that are at least EPIC and sometimes take years to complete.
To tell the truth, I don't know how I managed to live this long.
Once I was a car thief turned repo man, months later I was a hill country wonderer being hunted by a mountain lion, months later I was a Biker in New Mexico riding a huge motorcycle in a land with no helmet law and drive through liquer stores.
I have found myself holding onto the buissness end of a frozen waterfall in Minnesota with a screwdriver keeping me from dropping 10 stories to the rocks below.
I was sitting at the front of the big library downtown Portland with my baby girl and the guy sitting next to me reading the paper was shot dead, the killer looked me in the eye and drove on.
Speaking of dead, Iv'e been picked up myself, by the police who though I was dead (I almost was) in Jacksonville Floridumb, they healed me and I escaped.
Iv'e slept in a forrest of elephant legs (live ones attached to elephants) in Victoria Texas (kind of where the Grope is from).
Iv'e had two children and a wife in Oregon as well as the fantastic Clown House.
Plus theres all the stuff Iv'e been into that I would sure never tell your ass about.
What the hell is next, Sky diving into lightning storms, ?
We are working on a spectacular indoor show and we are double booked on the 15th, we will be at the Alberta Co-op just after noon and on Foster ave. that same day sometime.
I'm looking around every corner and finding the current adventure is called "Normal living" Yesterday I slept in a bed, it was night time and I woke up in the same bed.
The only wild animal is a cat that adopted me, I keep tossing it out the window but she lands on her feet and smuggles herself back to my lair,
She is cute but a pain in my ass, she acts like she likes me, I let her get close to me and then she claws the hell out of me, I'm calling her Lil Ass.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

:) that's why I keep reading yer blog. . .. I can tell you are as 'eclectic' as I am/will be. ..he he

Let's see, I was raised in hicksville Midwest, was all into hot rods, then did the Army thang for 4 years, then hit the road traveling when my best friend got killed in Desert Dust I (by 'friendly fire') and went through like 40 states living out of a VW van selling artwork (and other stuff ;). I lived in New Mexico for a few years - (gotta love the drive through liquor stores) and almost died there with an angry Mexican putting a gun to my face thinking I was someone else (as well as another time rock climbing on acid). Then back to the midwest then to Washington state, then back to the midwest. Was in a punk band, then a psychedelic-punk-funk-grunge band. Then I picked up couple of college degrees (and a shit load of debt) and hooked up with one of my professors, then we both came here. Was a house wife cooking for large dinner parties, living fairly normal then we eventually broke up. Then I did some erotica modeling, moved into a dysfunctional communal house. Started my own internet business with a guy I dated for a while and now I'm riding a motorcycle (and my bike), playing a lot of pre-war blues, living the trailer life next to railroad track overlooking Mt. St.Helens and Hood wondering what the hell comes next. .. :P

Life is weird like that. .. . I wish ya luck on your further adventures!

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Dingo Dizmal said...

That sounds great Mata, wanna do a mission with me?
I didn't mention it, but I have a military background too.
I'm thinking of doing a Psy-Ops operation involving a flock of geese and a crowded mall.
dingo@clownhouse.org

Anonymous said...

wow, that was kinda a blow. I wanted to leave something sweet to say, but it all oozed out my eyes. hope you enjoy yourself.

b.roo

Dingo Dizmal said...

I meant in in a nice way b.Roo, the cat is a lot like you, I actually like the cat and I miss you like mad.
D.roo

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