the abstraction of sky
the glance behind sunglasses
foot locked, wide laned
they are actively trying to run me over.
race the train
dehydration
no one cares
no one pays attention
the taste of blood.
02 May 2011
If you almost shut your eyes, the world becomes a blur (but not really)
When we were young and on the way home from Joliet from family gatherings (in the white cushioned chair, high backed and gold leafed, up on the carpet like a dry riverbed, I had slapped my aunt for eating my Christmas present candy), the moon would follow us. Peering out of the Caravan window, I watch it stay even with us on the highway because, it too, was going where we were, at an even pace.
Since then, though, it has been held in stasis by scientific maturity.
Since then, though, it has been held in stasis by scientific maturity.
29 April 2011
20 April 2011
Jars of Clay Davis
I just checked my ifoundthitape blog stats and saw that googling "the wire-shhhhhhiiiiiit" led some poor soul to this goddamm blog. I feel so honored. The following is a list of things that hopefully someday someone will search and lead them to this god-forsaken place:
Beastie Boys Bob Dylan sample
mustache + competition
cuuuuuuuttttte pugs
Mr. T iced tea
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Cat Massage
luke burbank drunk photo
kelly kapowski fan club
MHC my horsemeat company
toenail collection
gary debusey celebrity apprentice
riders on the storm gutters inc
U2b
humanure
15 April 2011
Yesterday, I saw two teenagers jump off the Tower Bridge and other Items
Item! Yesterday, I saw two teenagers jump off the Tower Bridge. One was slightly more prepared than the other, and had brought a wet suit. I had just got on the bridge as I saw their heads go over the side. I pulled my bicycle over to the side at the point where I had last seen them. They were laughing and trying to catch their breath from the cold. I watched until they swam to shore, relieved that I would not have to put off dinner to call an ambulance or a morgue boat. Kids these days.
Item! Frozen na'an from Trader Joe's is delicious. I had decided this even before I had tried it. And then, when I tried it, I continued to believe the previously stated statement.
Item! For the next 10 days, I will be living like a king, assuming kings wake up at 10 am to watch The Price Is Right and then spend the rest of the day trying to find cable television shows on the internet. That is how kings live, correct?
Item! I know this is old news, but it is still hard to believe that Michael Jackson is a dead pop star rather than a living pedophile.
01 April 2011
One of those kids throwing stones and calling for revolution will one day be corrupt and fat with power. Also Ben Weasel punched a woman.
History is the story of people becoming what they hate.
23 March 2011
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