Don't try to follow how I got from one train of thought to the other, just sit back in the bar car and enjoy the ride.
An inconceivable ramble on how a comparison of David Bowie to Lady Gaga set me off for the night. Why I oughta...!!!
Some talk of the next couple of weeks in my life which either evolve (or devolve) into a ramble about artistic choices in the inclusion (or exclusion) of what is (or what is not) there.
You were saved another invective-laced political rant by a poetical happenstance: be happy!
While the music was playing, and my mind was smiling, I just turned up record. Did it work for you?
Finding some solace from an evening of detachment through music that resonated with longing.
Another story inspired by a song. This time an epic, heard in concert, performed by the inimitable Neil Young. The song stuck in my head for years even though I didn't hear it again for the better part of two decades.