Observations and excess

Listened to the thunder rumbling, cracking, barking a double-bass drum of sardonic laughter in a summer storm that hit my central senses like the best played electric instrument in total surround sound.

Then there was Kaki King. Top fret playing, atmospheric dreaming.

Saw a magic sunset and a four-leaf clover. Didn’t think enough to take a picture.

Then, found my block surrounded by trolleys and got my camera out. They’re not usually there. Maybe I’m imagining things. But they’re not usually there, I’m fairly sure. And while none of them spoke to me, I could see they were up to things. Don’t want to encourage them any further, but here they are, up to trouble, looking for trouble trolls hanging round the block.

People think you’re crazy person now. Don’t talk to crazy person. Poor crazxy person. Keep distance fro m cxzy person. Feel sorry for crxy crank. Poor poor. You look troubled…
You know what the trouble with you is…
I don’t want any trouble but, you get what’s coming.
I won’t trouble you anymore
Don’t trouble yourself.
The trouble is your troubles.
Double trouble, triple trouble, quadruple trouble…
These are troubled times
You’re just trouble aren’t you?
I don’t go looking for trouble
I think I’ve got into enough trouble all ready, I don’t want more.
Trouble follows you everywhere
Life is good. It’s never been so perfect. Trouble must be around the corner… waiting…

Don't worry, I'm not in trouble.

You're not in trouble are you?

Well, stop playing it. This is a blag spot about my blart.