Cafe soliloquoy

(overheard in a Mission District coffee house -- pauses omitted)

I was going to write a song oh yeah I was going to write me a song, me and Sherri. ha ha it was like a chemistry equation. ha ha ha, I feel like I'M tripping. It must be this music. I know, I have the CD too, but it's just freaking me out right now. I don't even feel like I'm awake yet. Did I tell you I was in a band. OH yeah,? me too. I got a blog. I'm in a band. I blog. I band. Blah Blah. Are we bothering you? I want to get stoned. What are you doing? (spreads arms out) This is it, right here. I think all organized religion is a scam. I don't mean spirituality. That's something completely different. Sometimes I just make up the words while I'm on stage. Ha ha. Sometimes we just write the lyrics to ourselves, like, hey, I hate you. Hey!! Just kidding. I don't want any coffee, I just need some juice. Shoot, I could have some coffee and be asleep in 20 minutes. Kabbalah. That's religion, right? We are bothering you, aren't we?