So this section is called Random musings and I don’t even like that name. I mean a more suitable name for these posts would be something like “Fried conversations” or something, but of course that would be politically incorrect and sound way too suspicious and maybe off-putting.
Off-putting, for the wrong folks, that is. I know the true ones in the circle have all been there a few times and wouldn’t mind reading about some of their own fucking weird thoughts. And all the better because it’s conveniently written by someone else, because let’s face it; they were too stoned to do it themselves at the time.
But yeah anyway, before I go rambling on about God knows what the way it tends to happen when you are as cooked as a juicy, medium rare steak, I gotta tell you, to quote Brad Pitt in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button “there are no rules to this Random Musings thing“. It’s just a summary of the random, often stoned ideas and conversations I have had with other wandering souls.
And of course, that whole no rules thing means you can write whatever weird shit you want in the comments section down below. The weirder the better, I guess?
So, let’s head down this rabbit hole then, shall we?
P.S I couldn’t think of an appropriate header image for this article.
So I put up a photo of my mate and I fooling around with the inflatable emergency suits we found in our cabin on this high-end cruise I once went on.
Hope it works for ya, and if it don’t, then Oh Well…