I think Einstein and I would get along... |
"How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he sometimes thinks he senses it. But without d...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 00:29:00 GMT |
Picture Show, by Kevin M. Lottes |
"Oh just look, Johnny! It starts at eight o'clock tonight! Can we go and do this instead of watchin' another movie? Please! I'm so sick of watchin' movie after movie; it just seems so trivial to me, n...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 11:07:00 GMT |
gradyeeation. and college. and my life. you know. |
My Senior Year of High School1. Who was your best friend?:not a strong beleiver in favorites, including people. but dana. amy. becky. kathleen. in no particular order. 2. What sports did u play?dizzan...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jun 2006 14:40:00 GMT |
that's right. i said it. |
be independent. masturbate.
k well i think that's sage advice anyway.
Posted by on Tue, 21 Mar 2006 20:05:00 GMT |
duh myspace |
"Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existance, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants. We put on display our framed photographs, our pa...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Dec 2005 13:21:00 GMT |
hollow eves |
last night a magical fairy rode an inebriated unicorn, who had kissed a ballerina earlier.then the fairy tried to take care of a sick kitty who was afraid of the fairy's wings, and tried to climb fenc...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Nov 2005 16:55:00 GMT |
write this down everyone |
i just got back from chico with mary maurer, and one quote from the whole week still stands out in my head as, quite possibly, one of the funniest things ive ever heard. please try to picture mary sit...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
too little too late |
don't distort me
i am not the pretty one
these red sheets do not
bleed for lies.
for blood is not shed in vain.
deceit has had its way with me.
do not leave me torn and unattended.
who knows ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
your grandmother wears bright plastic dollar store jewelry |
[enter: on bored motha fucker. her plane is delayed 3 hours. you see her sitting on an awkward airport seat, scribbling furiously on a yellow pad of paper. this is what she writes...]
being here at...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
confessions of a designated driver |
who was the sober driver? that's right, im so fucking responsible.
it's 11 o'clock, all the lights are off and dana emily and darby are all asleep in their little beds. ok not asleep, but in pi-lla...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
