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Mr. Scorpio

Mr. Scorpio's Journal
Mr. Scorpio's Journal
August 31, 2023

On a dark desert highway...



Cool wind in my hair


Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air


Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light


My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night


There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell


And I was thinking to myself
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"


Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way


There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say


"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face


Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here"


Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes-Benz, uh


She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends


How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat


Some dance to remember, some dance to forget


So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"


And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say


"Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face


They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis"


Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said, "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"


And in the master's chambers they gathered for the feast


They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast


Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before


"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave"






August 3, 2023

I'm listening to the indictment coverage on C-Span

it's really disheartening to hear all of the fucking idiots calling in supporting Trump.

These people are utterly delusional... And they vote.

We are in serious trouble.

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