looks like i'm on to a new obsession. but really, man, when i came across this picture i was like OHMIFUCKINGGOD! what a fucking stud Bob Dylan was. in line with my dead dudes, old farts, has-beens fetish, you might say. he couldn't have been any older than me in this picture. and Cher? i saw a picture of Cher, Sonny and Dylan shot in the 1960s. if you asked me, Cher looked a whole lot better then than now. what i'm saying is she was a natural beauty. the unsmiling sort but a beauty nonetheless.



so i borrowed out a book today. it's called Who Sleeps With Katz by Todd McEwen. the books a bit demented in the writing. what do i mean? its narrator sounds like a paranoid android, the pills-a-poppin' kind. but it's mondo relevant to me because it's about how this bloke finds out he's dying of lung cancer and he's set on figuring out which last stick of cigarette did him in while he awaits the day he croaks.

YES!

it's suppose to motivate me to stop smoking.