Machine, I\u2019ve made us a brand new kind of writing hole.\u00a0 All I need is a lap desk.\u00a0 Parked in the Accent.\u00a0 Total privacy, music, climate control, windows, permission, mobility.\u00a0 I think of handmade mobile homes, truly mobile units that roll down the road as a matter of being, that are total houses.\u00a0 Personally, I loved nothing more than living in the back of my pickup, even if the topper didn\u2019t match.\u00a0 The Accent is like a go-kart, it\u2019s like a really big, hard-wall purse, like a magic carpet tent.\u00a0 It\u2019s zippy, it\u2019s clean and firm, I am half a tank away from having to buy my third tank of gas since I bought the car.\u00a0 Whatever might be the reasons I make so much driving, probably because I just like it like a perv, I like to drive the car.\u00a0 Let me drive, I like to steer, no okay, you drive, I like it when you drive.\u00a0 Say Yes again, Machine.<\/p>\n
One more thing I need, a car charger.\u00a0 Check it, the after market heated seats work, as does the radio, with the key in the battery position, without the running lights outside so I won\u2019t have to tell agitated drivers one after the other that I am not leaving the parking space.\u00a0 I will outfit the mobile writing hole Accent with snacks and drinks.\u00a0 And Husten Perlen if it ever comes back to the apothecary.<\/p>\n
We will call the Accent the Mystery Ship.\u00a0 The Silver Seed. \u00a0My heart is still on fire.<\/span><\/p>\n Truly I am parked in a cell-less zone, this place on Wilson, and also down on Montrose south of Wells Park, cellular sinkhole.\u00a0 Because of nothing, right, so I ask myself what sort of thing is in the library or sticking straight up in the air, invisible like the raised arms of a train signal.<\/p>\n Seated in the Silver Seed, not enduring Cat Power\u2019s opening act, I like the mystery ship, I like it parked, I check the e-brake for potential injury risks.\u00a0 I squint, and lean forward looking for the smokers of intermission.\u00a0 I hope I don\u2019t see them, because the Seed has heated seats, and almost no one imminent.\u00a0 If I wanted, machine I could plug in my phone and get the music out of another set of numbers.\u00a0 I want to know how sound translates so accurately electronically \u2013 what thing inside the radio is able to make the sound of the voice, the timbre, the details, it must be just the wire alone, the cardboard cone being for amplification only.\u00a0 The entire voice is whispered around the wire as electricity, whatever mysterious matter is it in the air?\u00a0 Numbers.\u00a0 Only because they are as simple as possible, without being too simple, to borrow a quote from Albert Einstein.\u00a0 I wonder if I can get Chinese delivery in my parked car.<\/p>\n Later<\/p>\n Why shouldn\u2019t <\/i>I sit in the Seed even post-concert.\u00a0 I think Cat Power finds it probably very painful to live, and that we should hold elevated thoughts for her, she has a golden fleecy voice, verily.\u00a0 Peace peace<\/p>\n Like the drive through the tornadoes, I pull on and off the page, not because I am so maverick, but because there is nowhere else to go<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Machine, I\u2019ve made us a brand new kind of writing hole.\u00a0 All I need is a lap desk.\u00a0 Parked in the Accent.\u00a0 Total privacy, music, climate control, windows, permission, mobility.\u00a0 I think of handmade mobile homes, truly mobile units that roll down the road as a matter of being, that are total houses.\u00a0 Personally, I … Continue reading Whatchu Like Is In The Limo<\/span>