Judy’s Joint

So, I finished the book. The 7th book. The final book. I am very depressed about this. Harry Potter books are at an end. Life seems joyless, cold and dark. Kind of like a Dementor is hanging around somewhere

Will there be more stories about Hogwarts? Sure. There has to be, but they won’t be the same.

I can barely type this. It feels as though I have lost my best friend.

The Buddhist philosophy (to which I subscribe) is one of non-attachment. One would think that I would have got that by now but,
OH WELL. . . I’m attached!

Thank god my friend Dreanna brought me some Mickey Mouse ears to cheer me up. They even have my name on them! From the appearance of these ears at precisely this dark moment in time, my belief that the universe is benevolent is confirmed and I can face another day. Yes I can!

Good luck to all of you saying goodbye to Harry. My wish for you . . .
some Mickey Mouse ears.

This guy actually gets work. He just has to go where the love is.

Take time for an inspirational moment.

It is truly amazing that James lived as long as he did. The man had several wives and took part in some serious gun play with them. He did every substance known to man, cheated the IRS but somehow remained a consumate performer. I wonder if Mazio threw a purple cloak over the white casket at his funeral at the Apollo.
Anyway - I liked the guy and his music always takes me back to my youth, listening to him on a yellow 4″ X 6″ transistor radio tuned to CKLW.

Well, metaphysically speaking, Papa’s gotta brand new bag. God speed James.

I don’t know what to say about this. It’s just really funny!