existential teenage angst

I’m pretty sure yesterday’s existential teenage angst is gone. I have nothing to fear from another reporter. Nothing. Nope, not me. I was press at one time. The interview went just fine. Of course, I was quoted out of context in El Paso, just this last January, but I can surmise that I must be making atonements for having once practiced journalism myself. Since there wasn’t a TV camera, I didn’t have to worry about that little red light. Last time, they caught me while I was animatedly discussing astrology with the camera guy. Camera wasn’t on his shoulder, no problem with that, right? I’ve got to remember to watch for the little red light. Besides, I think I’ve got other problems now. Bats. Of course, Austin is famous for its bats. Mexican Free Tail Bats, little flying mammals. Like rats with wings. Basically, hairless rats with wings and radar. From what I’ve read, the bats can consume as much as several tons of bugs in a night of feeding, so this is a good thing. But there does seem to be a little problem. I mean, there was this nice Virgo once, and when I moved into this trailer, she gave me a special gift, a bust of Elvis. I was aiming on putting it over the toilet in the bathroom, but it just never made it there. I did paint the bust — spray painted it silver so it would match the rest of the bathroom’s decor. It would blend with the rest of the bathroom’s scheme, my Elvis towel set, my two Elvis clocks, the Elvis plate and the Elvis calendar, postcards from Graceland, the Elvis driver’s license and so forth. But I’ve now got a spin off colony of bats living in the bust of the King. He’s sitting high on a wire shelf on the patio, and it’s easy to get inside, and his cavernous skull makes a fine home for the bats. They eat bugs, good. They generate guano, both good and bad — the King sits right over my mint garden. They scare people, wait, this might be a usable commodity. Or, I could just slip a board under the Elvis bat cave when the little critters are out for a night of feasting, and that would solve all my problems.