The time has come

Little kids are really cute... these are cute little kids. I saw you standing there the other day and thought I'd throw up in your general direction... you know who I'm talking about... writing your character education books in the coffee shop. Tom Waits said you don't meet nice girls in coffee shops. I didn't meet you there, anyway. You could be nice. Where am I going. I live in a fucking tent and now I'm dirty with ticks crawling in strange areas. What if that's true? What if I die tonight. Maybe that would be okay. I knew an Italian guy that got bit by a brown recluse... I don't know if that's the way you spell that... anyhoo, he didn't die. He went back to Rome last week. We're going to the Smokies sometime so he can study the rocks there. That's what he does best. That and have two girlfriends. One in Rome. One in Spain. L-I-V-I-N my friend. That's livin'. For him. I didn't know enough to keep one girlfriend/fiance... let alone two. I think I'm going to be sick with myself.