Except for the Baby Kitty, who constantly reminds me that she depends on me - for everything.
OK, she doesn't call or write, she just goes - mrroooowww...
And I know what that fucking means.
My Mother said to me the other night, she said, "James..." and I said, "What?..."
And it was her 76th birthday AND Thanksgiving.
And I said, "What?..."
And she said - "You should be alone for a while."
And I pondered and I thought and I played a song in my head, and then I thought again, and I pondered some more, and then I thought - I don't want to be alone. I mean, who the fuck really does?
But what I said to my Mother on her birthday and on Thanksfuckinggiving was -
"I hear you."
This photo and song is for my Mom.
Dig it. Or don't. As per the conversation I had thrice tonight, I don't really give a fuck. It''s all about being happy. AND ON THAT NOTE, the one that's resonating...
Happy December! PSR, AD, & DC...
Cover Star: The Developing Tank
Headlining Band: Johnny Thunders, RIP
James M. Graham, Website
James M. Graham, Tumblr
James M. Graham, Monograph
