Swirl, swirl, mish-mash, wince...I dreamt I was in jail, no thanks to Bukowski no doubt. Imagining doing a radio show, playing crazy ass music that makes me grin in devilish delight. Visions of Donnie and Marie Osmond at Disneyland....and the Delta stewardess I met on the airplane and the two-step champion of Indianapolis during my stage/tour manager summer during Donnie's comeback year in 1992...Donnie...actually Donald. Donald Osmond doesn't have the same ring to it does it? What songs would I play on my radio show? I would probably play Marty Robbins, Electric Six, Grizzly Bear, Les Baxter, Marlon Brando singing in Guys and Dolls, The Dead Milkmen, Neil Diamond, Eagles of Death Metal, Conway Twitty and Loretta Lynn, and Ennio Morricone... Ooooh...if only you could be in my head right now...