Acting Resume |
R.P McMurphy - One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Doc Baugh - Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
Banjo & Convict #1 - the Man Who Came to Dinner
5 characters - the Dining Room
Robin Steele - Lily, the Felon's Dau...
Posted by kirkenstein on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 12:43:00 PST |
then i shot jesse james |
divergent mentality. yeah. fingers snapping time like it really means something but i know it don't. shit. i'm a drummer. all i do is j...
Posted by kirkenstein on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:20:00 PST |
the fool eats the fool.....any gooseberry’ll do ;-) |
each kiss goodnight wakes up a world away on different faces, different lives. the same sun follows that kiss as it closes it's eyes and breathing stops. the same m...
Posted by kirkenstein on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 06:23:00 PST |
having hardware for pudding |
today we wonder what to do when one must do what they do not want in order to get what they want. as in : an endless supply of chocolate surrounded by people who must be coerced or k...
Posted by kirkenstein on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 05:09:00 PST |
yank’em outta the oven! they’s done!!! |
it's the framework Bob. the framework your built in to and part of. even eyed looking both ways before crossing don't think because thinking gives off sparks and it's the spark...
Posted by kirkenstein on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 04:07:00 PST |
a horse that never left the gate |
ah my friend, isn't this a beauty. to be found in a spot of decisions made by concerned parties not you.
it sems for nothing words foul any purpose for being that shines in a smile un...
Posted by kirkenstein on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 03:52:00 PST |
donned a falal ya’ll |
today.
yeah. i got to thinking about far and how far anything really is when far is just another relative concept. this implies close as another relative concept, well, &n...
Posted by kirkenstein on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 05:39:00 PST |
tinkling ivories of a rib cage, tapping cranial bells like mines |
so. then i swore myself off. better than any restraining order, better than locking me away. certainly better than shooting me. shit. i...
Posted by kirkenstein on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 08:50:00 PST |
russian roulette with an automatic |
it occurs to me that any judgement as to life's goodness or badness is only due to not knowing any different. irrelevancies of thought.
it's three-o-clock Treblinka time. ...
Posted by kirkenstein on Thu, 15 Nov 2007 01:17:00 PST |
ambling down an old dirt road |
there was a picture.
i was eleven or twelve you know, when it happened again. somthing sometime implanted in my head went off or the devil came in or some manifestation spewed forth taking...
Posted by kirkenstein on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 06:54:00 PST |
