Ho Ho Ho folks. Well here’s the roving psychic DuPont Circle. Cold. Grey. Cloudy. December day. Stoned. Stoned. Stoned. I haven’t been taking this old life very seriously lately. Naughty boy. Now I find myself all crashy. So, another book. I could not get my shit together to go to work this morning– so I thought I’d call in and “remind” them that this was my day to go back to the dermatologist, that I’d be a little late. I thought I’d go in about noon. So, I went back to sleep and noon rolled around and I knew that I just couldn’t go through all the hassle involved in getting my aching body up into a cold room– getting a shower using half-damp and smelly towels that have been strewn about the bathroom for a month– then, drag myself down to get a bus which I would have to pay for in pennies because not only did I not have taxi fare again but not a dime– just pennies scattered about the apartment. While I was still lying naked on my sofa debating all these questions I heard a noise in the apartment. Raising myself up on one elbow I was just in time to catch Solomon dragging a pair of my brush denim pants into an empty shirt box that had been thrown on the floor– and pissing desperately on them.
December 17th, 1971
December 17th, 1971
December 17th, 1971
Ho Ho Ho folks. Well here’s the roving psychic DuPont Circle. Cold. Grey. Cloudy. December day. Stoned. Stoned. Stoned. I haven’t been taking this old life very seriously lately. Naughty boy. Now I find myself all crashy. So, another book. I could not get my shit together to go to work this morning– so I thought I’d call in and “remind” them that this was my day to go back to the dermatologist, that I’d be a little late. I thought I’d go in about noon. So, I went back to sleep and noon rolled around and I knew that I just couldn’t go through all the hassle involved in getting my aching body up into a cold room– getting a shower using half-damp and smelly towels that have been strewn about the bathroom for a month– then, drag myself down to get a bus which I would have to pay for in pennies because not only did I not have taxi fare again but not a dime– just pennies scattered about the apartment. While I was still lying naked on my sofa debating all these questions I heard a noise in the apartment. Raising myself up on one elbow I was just in time to catch Solomon dragging a pair of my brush denim pants into an empty shirt box that had been thrown on the floor– and pissing desperately on them.