Eerie

During the past week I've been listening to the Mekons' Original Sin (their legendary Fear and Whiskey plus EP tracks from the same period) in the car, driving to and from the train station. When I got home on Monday I thought about taking the CD inside and switching it for something else for my brief drivetime, but decided against it. On my drive home last night I suddenly obsessed on the Mekons' cover of Hank Williams' "Lost Highway", listening to it three or four times and deciding it might be the genesis of a new short story for me, and before bed I paged through Peter Guralnick's chapter (in the aptly-titled Lost Highway: Journeys and Arrivals of American Musicians) on Hank Jr., looking for some insight into Hank's life and hopefully some writerly inspiration.

And just moments ago I blissfully discovered that today would have been Hank's 85th birthday.

Weird, huh? Though I have no idea what form it might take, it's almost as if this story is simply meant to be.