Jack's DayGlo Time Warp Chair
"The 70s, 80s and 90s were
such a bummer; and the new
millennium's creeping forth
even dumber, so I'm warping
back to the 60s. Will you
come too?" Jack said, sitting
backwards on his chair.
"But let's do it right this time:
no drugs of any kind, no pro-
miscuous sex, no jungle jabber jazz,
Stones nor Grateful Dead, no pigeon
politics, no Zen, no Hin-
doo gooroo razzmatazz."
"What's left?" I asked, scratching
my old bald head.
"Well, there's travel, hos-
pitality, patchouli, gen-
erosity, DayGlo poetry,
long hair laughter and
Ravi Shankar records."
"Alright, Jack, I'll go,
but on one condition--no
Ravi Shankar records!"
"O.K., man, fuck a bunch of
Ravi Shankar records--let's go.!"
Harvey Goldner
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