August 13, 2003
Spinout
yesterday, philadelphia experienced a citywide power failure. air conditioners stopped running. ceiling fans stood still for the first time in months, so we could all finally see how filthy they were. phones were dead. pizzas couldn't be made.
for people without spinning wheels, it must have been hell.
i, however, came home and had a good old time. sure, the apartment was warm and smelled like a combination of cat box and cantelope rinds... but only for a few hours. i spun this crazy, party-train single out of a bunch of little bite-sized woolies from "aj" -- my good mail karma continues.
do i have a plan for this? baby, you know it.