anybody get the number of the truck..

[captain_phil]

Wow, for probably the first time in a week, I slept good. I think the trick was watching "Goodfellas", that and lots of ladder work at work yesterday. we chased down a problem to a span of cable that has about 4 splices in it and a history of breaking at a split, so we're going to put it on the replace list.

Now for my

Perhaps this note will only confirm your suspicions, PHILLIP. For the past forty days or so, you've felt as though your financial judgments have been impaired. You've been indecisive about investing and spending money. No doubt you have taken advantage of this hiatus to reflect on the most profitable schemes. Today, the monetary juices will be flowing again, but it's still wise to stick to a budget!

Here's an interesting name for a





I just heard the Grateful Dead's version of "Walkin Blues", makes me with the Hindu Love Gods CD wasn't out in the blazer. I like their version a lot better. For those playing at home, the Hindu Love Gods were 3/4 of REM and Warren Zevon. As far as I know they only made one recording, featuring blues tunes along with a couple of covers.. Very interesting record.



Saint of Circumstance

This must be heaven, tonight I cross the line.
You must be the angel, I though I might never find.
Was it you I heard singing, Oh while I was chasin' dreams.
Driven by the wind, like the dust that blows around,
And the rain fallin' down, but I never know.
Got to be heaven, cause here's where the rainbow ends.
If this ain't the real thing, then it's close enough to pretend.
When that wind blows, when the night's about to fall.
You can hear the silence call, it's a certain sort of sound,
Like the rain fallin' down.

Holes in what's left of my reason, holes in the knees of my blues.
Odds against me been increasin', but I'll pull through.
I never could read no road map, I don't know what the weather might do.
But when that rich wind whines and I see the dark star shine,
I got a feeling there's no time to lose, no time to lose.

Never know now, just don't never know, no.
Well it's been heaven, but even the rainbows will end.
Now my sails are fillin' and the wind is willin'.
And I'm as good as gone again.
I'm still walkin', so I'm sure that I can dance.
Just a Saint of Circumstance, just a tiger in a trance.
And the rain fallin' down, well, you never know, just don't know.
Listen, sure don't know what I going for, but I'm gonna go for it for sure...

and since I overlooked Warren Wednsday, here's a favorite of mine.
Poor Poor Pitiful Me
Written By Warren Zevon
published by Warner-Tamerlane/Darkroom Music BMI, 1973

I'd lay my head on the railroad tracks
And wait for the Double "E"
But the railroad don't run no more
Poor, poor pitiful me

Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood
I ain't naming names
She really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James
She really worked me over good
She was a credit to her gender
She put me through some changes, Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender

Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

Well, I met a girl at the Rainbow bar
She asked me if I'd beat her
She took me back to the Hyatt House
I don't want to talk about it

Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

(Well, I met a girl from the Vieux Carre`
Down in Yokahama
She picked me up and she throwed me down
I said, "Please don't hurt me, Mama")



That's about it for today