Do you remember the old Love and Rockets song?

We’re going to stay awake…. I always listen to that song when I’m driving alone at night for hours on end. I’m surprised I”m not dead. But I’ve had a few close calls.

Odly enough most them don’t have anything to do with driving alone at night for hours on end, but nearly all of them — my near death encounters — involved Love and Rockets.

The first one was what I call “the Bubble head Incident.” HOnestly, the less said about that, the better.

The second one involved that one Daniel Ash solo album, so it may not really count, but the third one? The third one is a doozy.

So here’s the thing. I was headed out for the night. And in those days, I’d leave at 10 p.m. with my skateboard under my hand and a couple of bucks in change to buy sodas at the vending machines around town. I’d come home at 8 or 9 in the morining, see my parents off to work, and then crash until 4 or 5. And then I’d get up and get high.Then I would go down to the basement, plan out my day by doing some laundry or watching MTV, and make phone calls until I’d start the whole cycle over again.

One morning, I was so goddman hungry for breakfast. All we had was MIlk and a bag of stale doritos. Have you ever had a peanut better dorito sandwich? They’re fucking delicious. You know what’s not so delicious? Doritos and MIlk eaten like Cereal.

Anyway I call this point in my life my “So Alive” period. So the connection to Love and Rockets should be pretty obvious.