Freedom's all been traded away for (supposed) security and nationalistic chest thumping (talking about freedom while doing the opposite). Sorry -- wrong side of the bed today.

Thread drifting: natural consequence of aging. Life just becomes more stream-of-consciousness. À la recherche du temps perdu or Ulysses begin to make perfect sense.

U2: as someone who was listening to the Stones when they were not grizzled and becoming embarrassing parodies of themselves, I just don't get Bono + crew at all. When exposed to a performance, my reaction is nil; and I never could understand the eyewear thing.

I like seeing geezer guys on bikes: gives me something to look forward to.