Crash on the levee, mama
The thing is, everybody else has stuff going on. They have lovers and families and the like. They have people waiting for them at the end of the day. They have somebody to share their little insignificances with.
Not I.
Yesterday I bought some CDs: Hard Rain. Slow Train Coming. Planet Waves. Shot of Love.
Ever since bank dick left, the Dylan boards haven't been the same. ARGH.
