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nietzsche said 'god is dead'. (the bible thumpers don't quite get what nietzsche meant by that, but whatever.) one of the doors- i can't remember if it was manzarek or densmore- said that nietzsche killed morrison. maybe both statements are true. but i doubt if anyone said that jack kerouac killed anything- actually, it's quite the opposite. if i have to elaborate on what i mean by that statement, you should go buy some books and read. right now. go.



more bar rats. tonight there was a guy who plopped down right next to me when there were plenty of buffer-personal-space seats still available and promptly ordered a margarita, heavy on the rita. maybe that was clever; i don't know. maybe he was trying to work the bartender (not as much of an improvement on liza as the girl last night, but still an improvement). anyway, he breaks the land speed record on slamming that one down, orders another, and then asks for a red bull rita-- apparently a new drink he's created all by himself. i don't know if i managed to keep from rolling my eyes or not. i'm sure i couldn't control my facial expression. one of these days i'm going to get punched in the side of the head for that. but not tonight.