i learned something tonight |
me: are big shirts still in with gangstas?hip-hop guru: Yupme: is there logic behind that?hip-hop guru:Not that I know ofThey think tight shirts and pants are gayme: are they concealing things in thei...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 06:29:00 GMT |
i can’t sleep |
i probably drank too much coffee today. oh well.being up this late gives me a chance to really think about stuff and yeah, think about stuff.today, ben and i made some fairly important decisions abou...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 04:52:00 GMT |
The Books - Thought For Food |
I just bought the album today (see Subject) and I’m listening to it now.Based on the first track-and-a-half I had the thought and I’m on track 11 now and the 9 and-a-half tracks in between...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 22:51:00 GMT |
Richard D. James |
i can't put into words how Aphex Twin opened my eyes. he came when i liked mostly pop. and i still put Aphex Twin in with the pop sound because the best musical piece of all time (for me) is Girl/Boy...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 20:59:00 GMT |
poem |
neon imagination in twofold irony of selfless angerbehold the triplicate!bemoan an applicantit all rings truein the everyday soupof coffee stains on the drawer (contents)lying still to accentuate the ...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 18:50:00 GMT |
be calm be quiet |
so i turned 23 5 days ago. oh, i know the people that subscribed to my blog subscribed for hilarious off-the-wall stories, but this isn't one, you lose. i'll probably be back with those in a little ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 16:49:00 GMT |
Barbara and Theodore |
Barbara was just sitting by herself, at her home, in front of the television on a Friday night. She suspected all her co-workers were all out at bars having good times for themselves. That...
Posted by on Fri, 11 May 2007 23:53:00 GMT |
When they bury me |
After I die, when I'm in the morgue being autopsed or whatever, I want my eyes removed from my head and soaked in preservatives and then re-inserted. So I decompose. And then, thirty years from when...
Posted by on Fri, 11 May 2007 11:13:00 GMT |
The Hunt Pt. 3 |
The night after the wolf attack, Bernard, Tom and Yeosham were all tired. It was cold outside. They built a fire. Yeosham gathered wood. Bernard arranged the wood Yeosham broug...
Posted by on Tue, 08 May 2007 05:01:00 GMT |
behind the stairs |
giant waves of terror pass over mebrought by something so smalli wonder "howhowhow is this hap-pen-ing"
and i show up at schoolafter the long weekenddressed from newly black hairdown to steel-toed boo...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 09:36:00 GMT |
