Currently playing on the digital turntable: Candy Store Rock by Led Zeppelin. *Quick aside note: I only need one more record (In Through the Out Door) to have the complete Zeppelin collection on LP. I'm quite ecstatic. *
The other night I had a dream, nightmare really, that my boss told me I could no longer wear my Chucks (pictured left) to work. I remember asking why and was told that they were made in sweatshops in Asia and that with the war going on, I needed to buy shoes made in America to support the country. Now, there are two things wrong with the whole situation. One, work is starting to creep into my dreams. I hear people joking about how you are in trouble if you start dreaming about work. The second, is that politics are starting to show up in my dreams. and I hate politics. So I woke up thinking, 'Dammit, I don't own any American made shoes." But who does?
Another little additive:
I finished reading 'Prison Writings: My Life is My Sun Dance' by Leonard Peltier. (I know the internet isn't the best for one hundred percent accurate info, but this will give the basic run down of who he is, if you don't know).
Read it.
Love it.
Embrace it.
Free Leonard.
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