Hey, Billy. Whatcha doing? “Dreams and memes, Ass.” Nicely done. Bill? “Yeah?” What the fuck does this mean? “Which part?” The first part, and the second part, and also in tandem. Doesn’t make a lick of sense. “Paradise waits. From the song. Garcia sang it.” … “Eyes?” Nope. “It’s not Dark Star.” It is not. … Continue reading Paradise Waits, But Billy Doesn’t