Of course, it always works out this way…

Within less than 24 hours of swearing off songwriting for good, I start writing songs in my head and scribbling little lines down on whatever little pieces of scrap paper I can find. Of course, it’s inevitable. I even started toying with another screwy idea: stealthissong.com. (wait, let me do a whois. Oh crap, someone else already has it. At least it will save me a couple of bucks.) Scratch that.

I wonder if anyone ever noticed before that the Bo Diddley beat is the same sound a cocktail shaker makes? “Chunk chunk a’ chunk chunk” Hey Bo Diddley. This morning my head feels a little bit like a cocktail shaker. Had a few cocktails myself last night for Friday night happy hour.

Off to breakfast this morning with the offspring, probably at the Bayview Coffee Shop. It’s the closest thing here in the swamp to the family owned Greek diners in the North East. Come to think of it, it’s run by a greek family and it’s a diner. Then maybe off to a movie. Gotta take it easy, all that cocktail shaker shit.

Last weekend I went and saw the comedy/parody “Saved.” I was really hoping for something clever, intelligent and funny. (what was I thinking!) After all, what’s funnier than whacky Christian fundamentalists? Instead it was mildly funny and just as ridiculous and the fundamentalists, because the point of the movie was to propagate the agenda of the producers of the film (One of which happens to be REM frontman, and the first rock star I ever saw wearing a dress, Michael Stipe). From the film we learn that doing drugs, smoking, drinking, homosexuality, teen pregnancy and infidelity are good and Christianity is bad. Pretty much your normal Hollywood ethics. We do however also learn that Macaulay Culkin has learned to act again and that Mary-Louise Parker, now 40, would still look good with or without clothes. Maybe they do have a point.