I've been Ompa-loompa'd

I've been Oompa-loompa'd. I went out for a jog last night (no bike right now, long story) and these kids who weren't much older than me pulled up next to me in their nice new-looking car with the oompa-loompa song from charlie & the chocolate factory playing. and the chick who i could see (kinda nice hair) was like moving her head up and down to the music like the oompa loompas. what does that mean?

sorry it's been a while.

i totally had a post written and then my computer died.

and then my life got hectic.

i dreamt that my alarm clock was a grandfather clock and it woke you up by like totally transforming its pendulum and all sorts of other whatnot. and then it transformed back,

my post that got yoinked by crashing computer was about all the quebecois in NYC (recently went there for a long weekend) and how you can't talk about them behind their back in french or english. like i run around the etats unis talking trash about people in french and in france i talk the trash in english although that's a riskier proposition. but anyway the quebecois have a nutso ass accent...it's like country or something. hard to explain.

in other news, fancy road bike had it's 2 year birthday and i've only got like 1800 and change miles on it. like 1860+ or so. so i missed my goal of mille miles per year by more than a hundred. oh well. maybe i can catch up. yeah right. i'm all sorts of back in the northeast and around here (this particular part) the mountain biking is better...so we'll see...i need to get bike here first...

listening to sterolab...lo boob oscillator...looked up the lyrics...as i thought- the moon is free. i saw them play this one live since mary died and they replaced her with a picollo trumpet and it just didn't cut it.

la lune est libre