FOR THE RECORD: I think the “point” of this thing is friendship.

Really!

And by “this thing” of course I mean the whole blinking / breathing affair we call LIFE, baby!!!

. . . I am leaving soon. I am going to go somewhere else.

This old dog is tired.

I’m sick of this cafeteria food.

And so on.

As much as I miss Virginia, there is no place for me there anymore. I will probably roam the Pacific Northwest until the first mushroom cloud hits Washington, D.C.

And then what is anyone’s guess.

Whichever mass grave still has room for me, I reckon!!

Why can’t I declare myself legally dead? Why can’t I tell some government agency, “That’s all right—I won’t be needing anything ever again. Please, for all intents and purposes, I am dead now. Do not attempt to call me or send me mail. Thanks for everything, I guess. So long.”

I am, yes, going to say some things on this very website tomorrow. None of it will be of consequence. Though, hell, what else is new?

Listen: I’m tired of having someone else sign my checks. I want to be friends with people! I want to run around like a god dang junkyard dog.

Maybe I’ll talk about that tomorrow!

Maybe I’ll talk about my plans—and maybe it won’t be awful!

(What are my plans???)

((I don’t know???))

(((I have a general idea~~)))

OK GOOD-NIGHT ☆ミ

What’s a guy supposed to do when he misses his friends????

Often I’ll meet someone who comes off like they had to unplug themselves from the god damn wall before they left the house if’n you catch my meaning

As my dear friend Neil Smith put it before he departed for Austin: “Everyone I know in California is sad and broke.”

“AMIDST THE FLOWERS
I TELL THE HOURS”

There’s a sundial in Golden Gate Park that says that. It really is surrounded by flowers. If you walk west from the sundial long enough you’ll eventually get to the Pacific Ocean. At night people huddle there around little campfires in the sand.

The other day I asked you, whoever you are, to send me an email if you felt like it. I ended up getting a bunch of emails. I have replied to a few of them. I will finish replying to the rest tomorrow.

One of them was god damn wild. It was great. I think it was from a woman in Belgium.

Anyway: Keep em coming, baby.

Love y’all!!!!!