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1977

Fuck you, you boring piece of shit

About Me



My Interests

the abecedarian causeway. the turning stone. the life after lyfe. the cruisy saint. the vicarless altar. the sacrosanct awakening, the sacrosanct opening. a believeable table, an awful reaction, a terrible window.

I'd like to meet:

a tall woman who makes me laugh with continual high-comedic jokes concerning everyday life, interspersed with a non-ironic affinity for the late-seventies rolling stones catalog. does not mind listening to neil young on nice days. willing to careen out of control, something none of us do very often. thinks i'm a bad writer and lets me know. gets glowy about dumb stuff. wouldn't take offense to me buying you a stereo or brown rice for an anniversary gift. will not protest my love for arena sports. will laugh for no reason. no kids. LOVIN' LIFE 2007-?, not easily offended. i could go on and on. i'm not demanding, i just know what i like and i sure like it. keep on keepin' on. oh yeah, i take a lot of vitamins. --- AND THIS THING...'TWILL BE MINE SOME DAY, AND THEN THE BUMOUT WILL COMMENCE!

Music:

somewhere between and

Movies:

"My philosophy: a hundred-dollar shine on a three-dollar pair of shoes." -Stripes

Television:

1977-1987

Books:

http://abecedarianisms.blogspot.com/

Heroes:

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My Blog

thoughts running through my mind

"i miss too much" "getting excited is sometimes exhausting" "i look good" "will i ever find love that sticks around?" "all of it really did pay off" "i'm scared in the morning" "i don't rem...
Posted by 1977 on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 12:45:00 PST

you could have been anyone to me

This is a thing I did instead of sleeping. I watched four different versions of Neil Young's "Like A Hurricane". While viewing, I wrote some of the things that came into my mind. 1976  deca...
Posted by 1977 on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 11:55:00 PST

Two quick ones

Gulls ------- Watched grown men scramble for rainwater From a gutter They bathed their bodies Washed their hair Spoke in loud tones I was too far away to hear I could only see the smiles on their fac...
Posted by 1977 on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 09:29:00 PST

all written in a row

get get cache of evidentiary beliefs won't allow you the decadence you've strove for over the years   driving sedans to salty, sun-drenched hideaways engine still-warm from continual motion ...
Posted by 1977 on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 09:22:00 PST

Cold In, Cold Out

-Cresting horizon after horizon, the pair became lost in the gross inundation of life itself; never truly knowing the price, nee, the cost of living as proposed to them by elders, etc. Only now, reali...
Posted by 1977 on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 09:11:00 PST

The shedding of the beard; a telling event

My beard is gone. It was getting ferocious, lucky, wonderful. My beard is one of the only things I truly have control over; I can grow it long, trim it short, wash/condition it to a fine sheen, etc. ...
Posted by 1977 on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 07:02:00 PST

the creedless causeway, the bent wrench

(Filters) individual writers take to task individual litres open em' up bleed onto the pages let them dry on the slate let them crack in the air let the grain catch flame stomachs are empty scorn...
Posted by 1977 on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 10:40:00 PST

(or dont)

This was written in 1997, found in a shoddy address book I used to write in. Enjoy (or don't) --------- sometimes it's crude how courageously cruel one can be simply just to circumvent the illustra...
Posted by 1977 on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 06:11:00 PST

please crawl

  please crawl bouncing   toward me away   from me back toward the wall   up through the ceiling you're bringing with you   the courageous hardening   ...
Posted by 1977 on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 05:47:00 PST

I need a unit to sample and hold

-i know that's who you are it's awfully hard to get the motivation to write these things as i'm typing i know this, as the others will eventually be lost to time in a box or bag, ready for y...
Posted by 1977 on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 09:20:00 PST