Some People Get Drunk And Do Things They Later Regret. I, Evidently, Am No Exception.

I guess on the spectrum of things a person can do in a memory blackout phase, it's not all that bad, but it still has me worried and a bit creeped out. I began this day with my usual morning afternoon wake up waddle over to the computer. Make some coffee. Clear the eye snot out of my vision, that kind of thing. Been awhile since I opened up the I-Tunes, so I decided to go for it while looking over today's news headlines.

There was a disturbance in the I-Tunes. I discovered upon fully entering the world of the awake that I had a hard drive full of Stone Temple Pilots. There's no way alcohol wasn't involved.

Now I've got nothing against the Stone Temple Pilots. I bought one of their albums back in the day after reading a slam in Rolling Stone that they were nothing but a Pearl Jam sound alike band. And I suppose if Pearl Jam replaced all their members with musicians not quite as talented as Pearl Jam, and lost their ability to write meaningful lyrics, then yes, the two bands would sound a lot alike. That's not my point. I listened to one Stone Temple Pilots album for around 6 months maybe 14 years ago and probably have not thought of them since. Now in a scotch induced fog they come storming out of the attic of my mind and convince me I need 12 of their tracks right now. It's not the money, the one thing my employer is good at is getting checks into my bank account, it's the possible window into my soul that will have me concerned the rest of this day, and possibly through the weekend.

What else could I have buried in my head? The thought chills my spine.

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