CRASPING JUNGIAN THERORIES ...AND, THEN, A BIRD SHIT ON MY MESSENGER BAG

I just couldn't get any quality sleep last night. In fact, I do not think I fell into sleep until sometime after 4am this morning! However, I was able to catch up on the sleep and even managed to met my pal, Tom, to take in a screening of EROS in Cambridge.

It was a really nice day --- temp was in the mid 60's, the sun was out and there was a nice breeze. While waiting for Tom, I slid on my Walkman and listened to the song stylings of Mylene Farmer while trying to focus on a book regarding the theories of Jung. I like a lot of what can be found in Jungian thought, but some of it seems just a bit too new-agey to me. However, as I was starting to really get into the book I noticed something fall from the heavens. That something turned out to be a large clump of bird shit which landed directly on my beautiful messenger bag which was given to me by a fellow blogger this past Christmas. I was quite bummed.

I am not sure if this relates at all to the teachings of Jung, but the hidden tresures of myth and archetypes took less import to me as I cautiously scraped the shit from my book bag. As with most things in life, it certainly could have been much worse --- the bird's deposit could have been made on my head. And, yes, I am aware of the belief that this is a sign of coming fortune, but to me --- all that would have meant is that nature had taken on dump on moi. And, that would not have been cool in my book!

Hey, there is a new CD out from Garbage tomorrow! And, we all thought they were breaking up! Little did we know. Oh, and I am the only one who finds the new Beck CD to be a bit lame. Don't get me wrong, I love Beck. But the new CD is a sort of retread of his Odelay. I mean, why didn't he just hire the Dust Brothers and maybe it would have at least been as good. ???