September 28, 2002
Feeling much angst and doubt about all this journal stuff. As I was posting this morning, I saw a tease for the number one blogger site in the UK and went there (scaryduck.blogspot.com). It was so underwhelming. Just goofy, lame limey attempts at being funny and with all the “bollocks” and English slang references, it was at best a cultured mess.

It didn’t help that I read the new Rolling Stone this weekend with aged Keith Richards on the cover looking like a sun dried prune. More specifically, in the same issue, young punkmeister Beck (the author of one of the best lines in rock history: “I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?!”), bemoans the current blogger’s glut, saying he really dislikes these “web sites where they’re writing about what they had for dinner and what the towels were like at the hotel. When I was a kid, I enjoyed not knowing. I wasn’t sure if Devo lived in a plastic pyramid and slept in plastic pods or what.” Ouch!

By the way, old pirate Keith gets in a couple of great lines in the same issue: “Mick has to dictate to life. He wants to control it. To me, life is a wild animal. You hope to deal with it when it leaps at you. That is the most marked difference between us. He can’t go to sleep without writing out what he’s going to do when he wakes up. I just hope to wake up, and it’s not a disaster.” And speaking of pirates, Keith’s take on family and marriage is: “I feel akin to the old whaling captains: ‘We’re taking the boat out, see you in three years.’” Ha. That makes me smile.

Kathy and I had lunch at El Conquistador with our daughter ($61, includes tip). Great green chile and margaritas (no salt, on the rocks). Saw Mad Coyote Joe there. He’s always funny. Caught up on his wild life. He’s such a tv star, while we’re trading war stories a woman from another table comes over, puts her card on the table in front of him and says, “If you ever want golf lessons, call me.” Joe is so jaded he left the card on the table when he left. I may call her and ask her if she wants to go on a whaling expedition.

Took a shower this morning. Towels were quite soft (Kathy used a new softener).

I promise to tell you about Walleye Patti tomorrow.