You listen to ONE Jethro Tull album and the next thing you know...

No seriously, bear with me on this one... At work tonight (it was kind of like work but not...pictures and story will be next blog's theme), the radio station played the entire "Thick as a Brick" album ...UNINTERRUPTED.

Next thing you know, I'm thinking:

long scraggly hair and beards are cool, Gandalf had a good look going...tights to prance about in are just what the doctor ordered...man, do I ever need a big floppy leather hat...how much would a flute cost anyway...I wonder if I can still find Uriah Heep records...we've seen the return of garage rock, why not the return of pagan tinged prog rock...Wicca is cool...I wonder if being on the cusp of Virgo entitles me to more earthly awareness like knowing how trees feel and how the animals are talking to me...we are all one in the universe and we should treat the Earth like one big neighbourhood...I need to buy some Birkenstocks...Yougurt and granola sure would hit the spot...I wonder if there is going to be anybody banging their bongos down in the park tonight...I think I'm going to weave a necklace out of hemp twine...stop putting off learning how to knit...

Fortunately, Lebowski, who is 21, entered the vehicle and said "What the hell is this shit???" followed by "Are you okay? You're looking a little weird, Lebowski..." We call each other Lebowski, in case you missed that. "Turn that sloppy junk off and find something the potheads don't like," Lebowski added. And as we headed off for coffee, The Big Lebowski muttered "my life is full enough of crap as it is, I don't see the need to add anymore to it."

pretty smart kid, that Lebowski is...yep...pretty smart indeed...