Chocolate Hubby Bars And Coffee

Damn ain’t life getting good, chocolate
hubby bars and coffee, California living, i’m living the dream! Romney/Obama, i think it’s all the same, i just don’t think anymore it’s the president who is running this game! So i ask myself, self, whats important to me, ya know, i don’t know, maybe just to play my music at times, that is at times other than monday and friday between 2 and 6pm! Ya see, I’ve got this neighbor, my dad would use the term pushy broad, actually once she looked in through my door, suggested differnt placments for my speakers, ya know i don’t think i’m out of line, at times i play it loud., but ya know it’s the middle of the day for christ’s sake! Ah yes, living the dream, apartment living in the City of La, the big Halloween party’s tonite, a yearly event here, they will all be up all night, drinking, playing music, carrying on, i don’t care, i don’t go, the nerve of that neighbor though, complaining to the property managers about me! OK, give me a minute, i’m taking a break, l’m gonna get another bite of this dark chocolate hubby bar, make some coffee, smoke a cigarette, roll a bone, then i’ll tell ya, then l’m gonna break it down…, all right, where was I, not to worry, just fending off a little short term memory drain, got a call from the manager, seems the issue moved to ciber space, communication now by email between my neighbor and him! I break, for Christ’s sake i say, come on, give me a break, i tell him to have her give the times when playing my stereo might be approiate for her, a week later i hear back, between 2 and 6pm, on mondays or fridays. We laughed, i asked whether now he underdtood ?,!!!?, asked whats not to like about Ray Wylie Hubbard anyway???