As I sit and stare out the window at this terribly rainy day, Bob Dylan's Rainy Day Women # 12 & 35 comes to mind. I start blasting this mind blowing song, looking out the window, and ideas start streaming. I close my eyes and imagine myself in a bar underground, the year is 1966, dark shady and smokey, with one mic at the front, one awkwardly bright light shining on the lonely stool graciously waiting, and who else but Bob Dylan comes out with his tambourine and harmonica in hand, sparks up a duby, and starts by singing...
"Well, they'll stone you when you're trying to be so good,
They'll stone you just like they said they would,
They'll stone you when you're tryna go home,
Then they'll stone you when you're there all alone,
But I would not feel so all alone,
EVERYBODY MUST GET STONED."
Fun little fact, 12x35 = 420
oh bob dylan
Can't help but think of some of my rainy day women...
