PUT THE GLIDE IN YOUR STRIDE AND THE PEP IN YOUR STEP

I got tagged by Anonymous to do a "What's in your bag" post. Here it is! My bag is a giant hobo I got in one of my favourite shops in Camden. I don't remember the name though, so you'll have to trust me that it's good (I'll try and remember to look next time I go) .

And, here's what's inside my bag:
1. Keys

2. Wallet

3. Phone (which I rarely use/turn on)

4. Oyster Card for the London Underground

5. Sunglasses

6. Cardigan (in case I get cold)

7. Clear makeup bag with translucent powder, foundation, lip balm, and lip/cheek colour

8. Deodorant (because you never know!)

9. Book (Love All the People: Letters, Lyrics & Routines by Bill Hicks)

There you go.
Let's go even FURTHER inside my bag with a passage from Love All the People

The Counts of the Netherworld: MISANTHROPES UNIS!

The Counts' salon serves the purpose salons and their likenesses (i.e. the jazz clubs in the 50s, the coffee houses of the 60s) have served since time immemorial as bastions of free thinking, where ideas are explored that are alternative to the established belief, the party line, or popular opinion, during times of Revolution and Renaissance. 

In the Counts - Bill Hicks and Fallon Woodland - we have two eloquent satirists who, in their conversations on topics of the day, offer a charming, enlightened, and highly dangerous take on mankind's troubled evolution. Whether it be discussions on Gun Control, Religion, Pornography, Advertising, Consumerism, Rationalism, Political Correctness, Relationships, Patriotism, Arms Dealing, Imperialism, or the Mass Media itself, one can rest assured their comments will ring with the resonance of Truth, or at least emotional honesty - a commodity in great demand by the young and young at heart the world over. The great number of souls who long to shake their fiery individuality in the face of convention; those long suppressed masses who seek heroes who give voice to the decency, common sense, and love of freedom that exists in us all. These heroes are the Counts - Spokesmen for the Damned.

The silent guests of the salon - the Audience - are privy to the over-the-top pomposity of these two free souls, as they give voice to every thought that excites them - no matter how profound or profane, ridiculous or sublime, in their never-ending love-affair and courtship with the Truth.

Are they Angels, or are they Devils?

Precisely.

Be forewarned, the Counts will offer no apology or explanation, for in this Spiritual Odyssey, ultimately, all is forgiven. With this in mind, one can relish the antics of our heroes as they try nobly to illuminate mankind's collective unconscious, and act as a catharsis for this world's troubled soul. With Style, Wit and Grace, the Counts' philosophy unfolds with invitation for all to join them in making this odd, bittersweet journey called Life a glorious and satisfying end unto itself. In this we are Committed,

Now, let us Embark...




[This post's title comes from my 3rd cousin. He has a ranch in Oklahoma and he trains horses. That's what he prints on his business cards. Hey cuz <3]