You get out of it exactly what you put into it |
The wrestling room was a hot, human sardine box(in size and smell). At least it might as well have been anyway. The sweat poured off of my slimy canvas everynight from about 3:45 to 5:45, and to mak...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Mar 2009 17:26:00 GMT |
I Used To Want To Be a Rock Star |
I Used To Want To Be a Rock Star...
It was ordered from a wrinkled up J.C. Penny catalog. You know; the ones that your Mom got in the mail with all of the women models in bras and panties. It w...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 22:57:00 GMT |
Stories from the 'Vagabond's Handbook' |
"THERE IS THIS GIRL. "I think that I have heard that statement about a thousand times in the 26, wet behind the ears years of my life, and I’ve made that statement about one thousand t...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 23:35:00 GMT |
27, Single, And In A Band |
I just turned 27, I'm single, and I'm in a band. As I look down at my tired, vein buldging, opressed hands, my friend on my right jumps out at me with a statement that every blue collar, hippy, lawyer...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 22:06:00 GMT |
Stories From 'The Vagabonds Handbook' |
There comes a time when everyone needs a hug! If you're like me you probably need one everyday haha, but none the less you find yourself in the arms of isolation. I tend to find myself hugging more an...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 13:08:00 GMT |
Stories From 'The Vagabond's Handbook' |
The Sadness is the ultimate conquest of happiness. As in both cases life is relentless, and such love can hurt so much in it's quest to be happy.
Where we stand is where we put our feet, and the mold...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 21:21:00 GMT |
Stories From The Vagabond's Handbook |
There is nothing worse than being stuck in a vehicle with someone who smells like shit! Of course, the person who smells thinks the whole thing is hilarious, while everyone else is swearing like ...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 14:32:00 GMT |
Stories From The Vagabond's Handbook |
I've decided that I really don't like people. Sure, I have friends and family that I love and cherish so I can't say that I hate all people. But most peope I simply can't and don't...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 05:21:00 GMT |
Stories From The Vagabond's Handbook |
There are two types of people in this world, people who spread, and people who do not spread their cheeks while they shit. I've always been a Non-spreader. I go in, sit down, and give her hell! I like...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 04:32:00 GMT |
Stories From 'Vagabond's Handbook' |
I used to say that I'd never kill a man. I'd say, "even if they'd killed my friends and family I still couldn't bring myself to pull the trigger." Now I'm not so sure that I feel the same. ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 10:50:00 GMT |
