the indians are coming

All four of these playing very loud in my apartment (so I can hear it in my kitchen while cooking and doing dishes) and all my windows and back door is open:

Then I go to laundromat next door to see a lady looking very confused out the window in there. She asks me, “Do you hear that? What in the world..?” I tell her it’s from my place. “Oh wow that’s good meditation music!” And she laughs when I mention I figured it’d be more polite to blast that than death metal!


Author: ma'habocath

ma'habocath knows some, tells much. ma'habocath knows few things others do. This one is a live-alone, full-time burger-flipper with an odd mind and too much to say. ma'hab always tries the best ma'hab can to keep up: • Chores • Bodybuilding and other health-nuttery • Japanese language studies • Culinary experimentation (see “other health-nuttery”) • Exploration of newfound spiritual territory • Exploration of my Self • Figuring out how to socialize well enough, mostly face-to-face • Backlogs: books, heavy metal, anime • Blogging, chatting, texting, and talking to whomever will listen about all of the above

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