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About Me


I kind of like stuff. Also: socialism. And bail outs for the deeply in debt (me.) this is a poem I write for you:
I am a very happy and black guy. I get angry. I make lemonaide. I very respectful of them,I spoiling my friends. I would like to meet a woman has a beautiful inside as well as the stained mustard outside. I will answer all inquiries.
I eat it for breakfast, that means with you, understand? We wink before doing so. I love you.
Sometimes my pervasive idiocy turns people off. I think they are the real fools, I am very large in spirit and body and pelvis.
I like when you talk to me all sweet like, like you was my mother.

Primarily. my life is defined by love -- for people and also for the continuum.
Life has been long and hard, but ultimately beautiful, I feel blessed and believe in a God who is not an agent (i.e. God does not experience existence as discrete events along a timeline -- God is not simply equivalent to a human being possesing the properties of omnibenevolence, omnipotence, omniscience, etc)

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Swank inc.

My Blog

empty piggy banks

I can't stand up, I can't fight this.I made myself a joke -- I made up an extended joke..A junkie, two coasts, several obnoxious character actors, a  half dozen odd jobs, then the sunset on a sickly t...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 15:07:00 GMT

am i sick or am i well?

With my new comitment to recovery -- I have found myself in a newly obnoxious situation. Down the street, the man offers happiness for a small fee immediately, up at the hospital -- they want hundreds...
Posted by on Fri, 22 May 2009 11:33:00 GMT

consumed by bitterness (a study of failure)

My favorite thing about this blog is that it often times is little more than a sort of press release to my legion of stalkers. Not to say that they number more than maybe 3 or 4 dedicated individuals ...
Posted by on Sat, 16 May 2009 05:11:00 GMT

the out of jail blues

She lost her mother -- my dad, poppa, pop, he said she never had her to begin with.Do a stint in jailget overcharged, get out, get a potato, get sleepy.got sober, got angry, got the weatherman's daugh...
Posted by on Fri, 08 May 2009 19:11:00 GMT

April 15th

April was the most current of months. I was the most current of 'me's" Anhedonia had crept in alongside its friends: clearheadedness, sobriety and the notorious gang of chronic pains I will not dignif...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 22:06:00 GMT

a joke and a story

(I apologize for the horrible grammar, I am very upset and do not feel like editing -- I may fix this post up later)First the joke:A young man works hard in a little cubicle for several months for a s...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Mar 2009 15:14:00 GMT

Intersectional Management

You can't run away, you can't make it on your own or for yourself. Youare the intersection of all of the forces that have ever had effectupon the point we call you. The most immediately and consis...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Feb 2009 02:33:00 GMT

pinpricks in the light

Mad! Mad! Mad!"you're the luckiest man on earth man!"This I was told by a former coworker of mine, a nice guy -- if a bit deferential to the white man and his 'superiors' in general. He may be right, ...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Jan 2009 13:45:00 GMT

crisis checks

oh, yes in fact I am serious.I wrote, in a note to my godmother, that this day marked a stretch of time -- a very nice stretch, one void of dramatic events, hospitalizations, addictions and violence. ...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 02:11:00 GMT

shocking news

The expression of love is inherently pathetic.Once you confess, they may pity you, but they will never respect you again.Disdain, contempt and apathy are the hallmarks of strong individuals.Compassion...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Dec 2008 02:28:00 GMT