tracking mud.... |
None of these have anything to do with one another save for that they
emerged from the same squishy skull cavity. They are not about you. Unless they are...
Like wounded animals
we grasped fo...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Jul 2009 07:26:00 GMT |
shift....three |
The explosions force knocked us out of our revelry and on to the floor.In
the preceding tender moment between me and what appeared to be my new
charge, i failed to notice the encroaching wave of hea...
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 12:26:00 GMT |
shift...two |
There was a pounding on the door.I wasn't ready to start answering house calls quite yet and yelled a simple request for the party on the other side to kindly fuck off.Please, they said with not quite...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 11:18:00 GMT |
mobile.... |
As a man who apparently always has something to say, it seemed to me to be a rather convenient function of my previous phone to be able to take personal memos. This application served me well in those...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 10:45:00 GMT |
shift.... |
The fires started at three o clock.In the morning.Almost knocked me out of my bed.Had just started getting used to sleeping alone and now ive got explosions knocking me damn near on to the floor.I had...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 13:37:00 GMT |
light as a feather... |
"Yeah, hi...I would like to make sure my loved ones are covered, in case and what not..""I would be happy to help you sir. Is there any specific reason you are opting for coverage now?""Well, as it tu...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 00:15:00 GMT |
the god of rut... |
You know, there comes a time in ones life when they have to accept that they've managed to grow up a bit and at these these times,a clear refusal to acknowledge that is a pretty clear indication that ...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 17:21:00 GMT |
motion denied.... |
It is truly a rare time where i find myself going back to a blog and thinking i have any more to say on whatever the particular topic might be. I figure whatever spilled out of my precious little skul...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Mar 2009 11:52:00 GMT |
sound raise... |
So there I was,stuck in the middle of the day with bunches of things to do and not even the eensiest bit of motivation to any goddamn bit of it. I could have just bitten down hard and gotten to each a...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 21:50:00 GMT |
motion to strike... |
Of the many reasons for which the ancient Egyptians are fondly remembered, the development and subsequent implementation of the mummification process is one of the more prolific ones. Part of this s...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jan 2009 09:36:00 GMT |
