Jay McGavren's Journal

Wanna know what retarded #@##@$ song is stuck in my head TODAY?!

You gotta be bold you gotta be bad you gotta be wiser all I know all I know love will save the day

I think I’d rather have the goddamn Barney theme.

Dreamt last night that I was testing a new jet for the Air Force. It was made of plastic, completely recyclable, and intended to be disposable.

It worked off of voice commands or thought, and ran a preprogrammed mission schedule - in fact I’m not really sure why it needed a human pilot, unless something went wrong. But there I was in the pilot’s seat, and I put the jet through its paces according to instructions from the ground.

Then my alarm went off. Hit snooze. The jet was gone, and replaced with the power to fly unaided. Alarm went off again. Hit snooze. Now I could fly and perform Christ-like healing miracles. Yeah. Then Diana burst into the room, saying we were going to be late for our appointment. Dream over, man.

The end of an era...

At John and Holly’s garage sale… sigh…

There has never been a major endeavor in my life that I have not, at some point, regretted starting. That feeling usually fades when I finish.

Chief and Arbiter, Marker on Copier Paper, by Lenard McGavren