So I want to kill this waitress...

Recently I was reminded of a bit of quirky nostalgia. A lovely song, one that starts off slightly haunting, made darker by the lyrics. Finally the chorus thunders in with a dose of classical heavy metal splashed in. It has an interesting message, even a possible moral to the story. Perhaps it's because it reminds me that my own stalkers, wastes of flesh that I've wished dead more than once are still stalking my friends and hence myself despite warnings and pretenses to the contrary. Or maybe it's just a fun song. Every time I hear the song, I picture her in the waitress outfit from her Crucify video.

For your pleasure, I give you The Waitress by Tori Amos.



So I want to kill this waitress
She's worked here a year longer than 1
If I did it fast you know that's an act of kindness

But I believe in peace
I believe in peace Bitch
I believe in peace
I believe in peace
But I believe in peace
I believe in peace Bitch
I believe in peace

I want to kill this waitress
I can't believe this violence in mind
And is her power all in her club sandwich

But I believe in peace
I believe in peace Bitch
I believe in peace
I believe in peace
But I believe in peace
I believe in peace Bitch
I believe in peace

I want to kill this killing wish
They're too many stars and not enough sky
Boys all think she's living kindness
Ask a fellow waitress
Ask a fellow waitress

Evil thought for the weekend

I'm not advocating this, but if you were going to shoot someone with the intent of harm or death, this really is a good weekend for it. Fireworks going off, firecrackers, people assuming rednecks and other ethnicities are firing their guns up in the air...

This is Krampus' way of saying stay safe out there. I can think of at least 34 reasons why.