I just can't seem to sleep these days . . .
I hear voices come in my head but I can't hear what they say . . .
Have you ever heard that song from the soundtrack of the first Austin Powers movie? It's been on my mind today. I've had trouble sleeping all week, and ironically, given that I haven't gotten much sleep, I've been dreaming a lot, but I can't remember any of them. I finally remembered a fragment from last night. For some reason I was describing to a friend the concentration of missle silos in the US heartland, and the resulting eastward fallout if they were the target of a nuclear attack.
It was probaly because of that episode of Jericho I watched last night. I really want to like that show, because I like post-apocalyptic tales, but it's never as good as it seems it could be.
I've been a borderline basket case because of the lack of sleep. This morning on the way to work Redd Kross' song Faith Healer almost made me cry.
Hey, good bubblegum can be great art.

More Music Nostalgia
I remembered recently that you can get anything these days through the internet so I checked on Ebay for this. I never bought back when it came out because it was only released on CD, and in those days I thought the CD was evil incarnate.
Sure enough, somebody was selling it, so I bid on it, about $30 max. Someone outbid me. So I placed a huge bid just so I wouldn't have to keep up with it, and I never thought it would go much higher. I guess someone else really wanted it, because they kept bidding and bidding on it. You will think me a fool, especially considering that I could probably download it from somewhere, but I ended up paying $65 for the damn thing.
It had been at least ten years since I had heard it, but listening to it again didn't cause a huge crash of nostalgia. It like I had just heard it yesterday. But it did remind me of my life at the time that album came out, and I was glad I wasn't still in the same situation (sharing a house with a half-dozen other college students).