The Desert Can Be A Lonely Place (repost) |
This desert road can be lonely at times.As I drive, I think of my father who's going in for triple bipass surgery this Friday.He used to harass me about quitting smoking and how it was going to kill m... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 03:22:00 PST |
A Boy Named Sue |
Five tables out of 20 are occupied in this hole in the wall New Mexican restaurant.Make that six.The screeching over the speakers above turned out to be, rather than the traditional musica romantica s... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 02:20:00 PST |
Packing Heat, Books That is. . . |
It has crept up on me like an addiction I can't kick or the boogey man under my bed, or, in my situation, the boogey man in my closet (since I sleep on the floor), and I won't make any references to t... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 02:04:00 PST |
Last Night I Had A Dream |
Last night I had a dream that my mother had gone insane. The fact that I dreamt about it last night is interesting by the fact that just a few hours before, I was thinking about how wonderful my mom w... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 09:26:00 PST |
My Subconscious ~ or ~ Rainy Days on Tuesday |
The pitter patter, or rather, the clickity clack, no, the tink tink tink of tiny droplets of ethereal love carried on in the background this morning, vying for my attention in the hopes that they coul... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 09:18:00 PST |
It’s Late and Dark, so. . . |
Look out for giant green monsters that take refuge in the blue lagoons of the forest,while they concentrate on nothing more than the exciting details of the morning news,while they drink their coffee,... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 09:10:00 PST |
A Boy Called Friday |
Meet me on Monday and come Tuesday we'll tell the talented telekinetic talkers of the world when we can will our wishes into being on Wednesday.Or something.Monday.I've gone back to work at the cafe o... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 09:07:00 PST |
The Day the Music Died |
The drive to Arizona in the hot summer heat started off as a whim. This was a day for me to get a chance to get away for a spell. A chance to sit amongst the red charged rocky cliffs of Sedo... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 09:01:00 PST |
Honest Questions in the Nude |
I need a videographer. Does anyone know someone that would be willing to record my band during practices, shows, interviews, hanging out, weird life events like. . .drinking. . . ?It's been absolutely... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 08:52:00 PST |
I Mean Seriously God, What the Faust! |
As much as I would like to believe that the universe conspires to help those who follow their dreams and passions, a lot of times I feel that I am on my own.I've been having a rough couple months. Try... Posted by John Prosser ~ IS ~ Mr. Popular on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 08:44:00 PST |