Monday, September 10, 2007
Can You Dig (Me Up), Man?
Like, wow, man! It's kooky being one undead hepcat, man! Jean-Paul Sartre was right when that cat started playing with existentialism, daddy-o! What a trip! Like, if I define my own reality, man, why the hell would I choose to be a rattling, rotting corpse? I must really be one zam-zoom-bam-boom messed up cat! Cosmic and outta site!