I talked to Nicole tonight too. Sad to hear her going out with other guys, but that's the way it goes. She told me she saw Marlowe, and him and Linton are engaged. Congratulations to you, Mar. I assume we'll see each other in the city of angels in a couple of weeks.
Could be nice, huh?
Tomorrow The Starving Artists will rock the Viper Room. Everyone is so excited here. Michaelangelo is bringing out the whole crew. We'll see if I get onstage. Who knows what will happen?
In other news, Franky and I went shopping on Melrose, talked about the yellow lamberghinis, and got haircuts at Floyd's.
Mohawk, for me. Franky got a tousled number. We were very hip. I bought lots of clothes. Franky didn't buy any. Then as we were walking home, we catch a poster of Angelina Jolie in one of the shops, looking delicate and tasty, and I say, "Damn, Brad Pitt's got that?"
"Yeah," Franky says. "He can have whatever he wants."
"Is that true?"
"He can't have Enlightenment," I say.
"No, he could have Enlightenment if he wanted," Franky nods. "He can get whatever he wants."
This cracks me up so bad I go into convulsions. It's the best poem I have heard in a while.
could have enlightenment
if he wanted.