Saturday Night Jammin' Blues

I went to see Bloody Bess, a modern Jacobean tragedy on Saturday night. It was a good show, you should have gone to see it. Lots of sex and violence. With attractive actors. I listened to Green Day's Bullet in a Bible while watching the almost full moon out that night, the kind that demanded to be howled at. My hormones were starting to rev up. I was all tweaked on creativity, not sleeping well though I had to work all weekend. If this isn't a recipe for restlessness and discontent, nothing is.