Another day, another submission, another cryptic intro. Cryptic? What could that mean? Anywho, this submission is by Joe. Hey, that's not right, it's Diego! You must, must frequent his blog here!
The bathroom stall door asked, in bold, permanent marker strokes, if I had ever been to Electric Ladyland. A query to which my only reply was a disappointed “no”. Briefly, as I sat, pondering and conjuring, I imagined what such a place would consist of. Deep within my own head, I envisioned a magnificent set of hilly lady legs, adorned with flashing colored lights, like carnival rides rising in the distant darkness.
Later, upon relating these visions, a good friend would call me stupid, expressing grave concern over my ignorance of a certain Experience administered by one Jimi Hendrix.