Tom Waits conversations.

[wolven7]

The best part about my day, at all, happened 10 minutes before closing. I was standing there, waiting for the new girl to finish up with her customer, so that i could show her how to close the gate, when he (the customer), looks up and says, "Who's listening to the Tom Waits?" Now, you have to understand. I work in a mall. A mall in a gentrified, yuppie area of town. This guy was 40, at least. We had a conversation about how, now that Tom's off the drugs, he has to direct his Crazy into his music, even more. His parting words to me were, "Strange Music Forever." That made my night. ^_^

In other news, as i told you, i've started reading The Elegant Universe, and, in reading the chapters on Special Relativity ("Invariance"), i think i understand what's going on with my sense of time: Different rates of speed, through different dimensions. Aspects of me are perceiving time differently, because time is different, for them. I'm not moving at a constant speed.. but i am cognizant of the input, from each state... And that's... harrowing, but a damn fine thing. You see what i mean?

My head hurts. But that's ok. Later, all.

Comments

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

That's like the time the guy in a 3 piece business suit & briefcase came up to me in line and looked at the pins on my lanyard while I was ringing up his stuff. 'Is that as in the 'Legendary Pink Dots'?' I said yeah, surprised as hell he even knew who they were. Most people who'd looked like him came up with Brian Wilson or somesuch.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

I really do llove it when that kind of thing happens. ^_^