socsec crisis bogus

WILD ANIMAL: What is in that shed? I must get into that shed and see.

(BOY and GIRL do not notice WILD ANIMAL as it claws open the shed door)

GIRL: I just bought the darn thing and there's no music on it at all. It won't play in my car, and when I load it on my computer all I get is the quicktime video of one song.

BOY: It's got no data burned to the inside, it's only got the enhanced stuff burned to the outer rings. Take it back and get another one.

GIRL: I'm still so fucking hungover. I passed out last night.

BOY: One thing that definitely doesn't work is aspirin. Aspirin inhibits the metabolization of alcohol. Booze changes the density of tissue in your middle ear anyway-- so maybe there is music on there and you can't hear it.

(WILD ANIMAL emerges from shed with rat in its jaws. Runs away.)

BOY: What was that? Did you leave the shed door open?

(BOY inspects shed)

BOY: We're missing some rats! Why can't you take good care of these rats!

(BOY walks away.)

GIRL: So, I did see the neighbor's wife climbing over the fence last night! She was stealing rats is what she was doing! And I thought she was sneaking over here to hook up with my husband while I was passed out drunk. I owe him an apology and an explanation.

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Friday/Saturday

I got there late so I missed "Pete and Irma" but everyone said they were hilarious as always. The back wall of the joint was decorated by a Russian mural of some lovely women bathing in a pushcart. No talk about wine or politics at all-- so maybe the fog has cleared or this was just a better crowd. After midnight, Pandit Bilwakesh "The Sinner" Singh did this weird version of "Annie Get Readsy" that had a brass section added to it. Los Hermanos Bernal (a Paulino and Eloy tribute) closed with a long version of "Hijo De Dios" featuring fully chromatic multi-part harmony.

Gail and her husband (who I don't know very well) stayed at my house. I watched "Elvis: That's The Way It Is" with them for a while when we got back. That version of "Patch it Up" is excellent. I like Elvis but I try not to bring him up a lot cuz you get a certain kind of camp attraction or downright messianic talk. Same for Peter Allen or John Coltrane. Gail's husband made me turn the channel because, he explained, once when he was in junior high, on a bet, he had flashed this girl who happened to be a huge Elvis fan (had several busts of Elvis, paintings, wrote songs about him &c.) I guess this girl was weird at that time, at that school, so he did this thing and won a bet. However, the memory was so painful to him that he couldn't bear to see or hear the king. Which I guess would qualify as justice.