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Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Orange County Monster Under My Bed

I had to foray into Orange County today, the holidays are over and it's back to a quasi-normal life (as if I knew what a normal life is). Today I had to go to an outpatient imaging center for a regular ultrasound (no I'm not pregnant), I'm thirsty, and haven't ate or drank anything since midnight, their silly rules, not mine and my appt is for 11:00 am. My CD player in my car is being temperamental, I don't know if it's the removable face or what but it lashes the words "See You" at me (it's so fucking polite when it puts me on a time-out) and turns itself off, I swerve over the bumpy things on the shoulder, sometimes a curb check brings it back. Okay an hour drive on the highway with no tunes. lovely. So of course what do I do? Start messing with the cd player, faceplate on, faceplate off. Eject CD, put different CD in. Almost miss my exit. SWERVE. Check rearview mirror for cops and angry drivers, clear. Fuck the tunes. I just drive, not a meaningful thought in my head, just driving, at some point I take a look at an intersection sign to make sure I am still on the right road. I'm ok, I get back into zoning out and yep, the CD player decides it's ready to join the world of the living. And yes the volume was up on high and the bass button on Loud. Scares the living hell at me. Luckily, I remain in control of the vehicle. It was blaring this song at me:

Turn Your Lights On
Carlos Santana featuring Everlast
Album: Supernatural





Hey now all you sinners
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you lovers
Put your lights on put your lights on

Hey now all you killers
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on

Cause theres a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
Theres an angel with a hand on my head
She say I've got nothing to fear

Theres a darkness deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine into my hole
God dont let me lose my nerve
Lose my nerve

Hey now hey now hey now hey now
Wo oh hey now hey now hey now hey now

Hey now all you sinners
Put your lights on put your lights on
Hey now all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on

Because theres a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
Theres an angel with a hand on my head
She says Ive got nothing to fear
La ill aha ill allah
We all shine like stars
We all shine like stars
Then we fade away

3 comments:

xxxx said...

I do stuff like that all the time ... it's a miracle no one (like me) gets killed.

Kari Lee Townsend said...

Holy cow.

Frannie Farmer said...

It's usually the kids blaring in my big rig .. when I am alone the silence actually freaks me out!