"You're an animal..."
"I know...I'm living with it. "
"You HAVE to think about how you look and act , don't you?"
"I hardly think about how I'll feel, only how I feel. I'd imagine the first'd have to come before the looking and acting"
7/31/2010
7/21/2010
One thing I like doing every day is to make lists. Some lists are reminders because my brain forgets before it happened. Other lists though are Top Ten Protest Songs of the 60's types, such as...
The Best 19 Colors of All-Time
1. Orange
1. Green
3. Indigo
4. Grey
5. Gray
(merely a sample, yet increasingly accurate)
The Top 5 Reasons to End Sentences With An Ellipsis
1. No end-of-sentence punctuation is passe, as is ending sentences with correct punctuation
2. Less than and more than three dots looks sloppy
3. Yeah, you know, it's like, um...
4. Question marks can require an answer which is a LOT of unecessary work
5. You can end one sentence with an ellipsis and then start the next sentence with another one......like this, which is fun.
Why Ranking Things Is A Valid Use of My Time
1. It is NOT a valid use of your time. You have so many other things you could be doing to move yourself forward Brian
2. You're right
The Best 19 Colors of All-Time
1. Orange
1. Green
3. Indigo
4. Grey
5. Gray
(merely a sample, yet increasingly accurate)
The Top 5 Reasons to End Sentences With An Ellipsis
1. No end-of-sentence punctuation is passe, as is ending sentences with correct punctuation
2. Less than and more than three dots looks sloppy
3. Yeah, you know, it's like, um...
4. Question marks can require an answer which is a LOT of unecessary work
5. You can end one sentence with an ellipsis and then start the next sentence with another one......like this, which is fun.
Why Ranking Things Is A Valid Use of My Time
1. It is NOT a valid use of your time. You have so many other things you could be doing to move yourself forward Brian
2. You're right
7/20/2010
7/17/2010
--- "So wait. You're saying someone wearing a Michelin Man costume draped in a neon pink cape with a sombrero walking on stilts tossing preblown animal-shaped balloons and old-style Gameboys out of a cornucopia playing something that sounded like an electric guitar but looked more like a harmonica, spinning colored plates on sticks, collecting scattered, recyclable debris to promote "Earth Day Every Day" went walking down Main St. during rush hour with the finesse of an Olympic figure skater and the charming combination humor to the tune of Kevin James and Sinbad has just donated $1,000 to the library, freshly painted the gazebo, and has entered this year's chili cookoff?
--- "Yeah. Those tomatoes for our recipe had better be right off the vine"
--- "Yeah. Those tomatoes for our recipe had better be right off the vine"
7/14/2010
Often when I walk and start looking around at things I don't look to see what's in front. I'll step on the most unlevel, uneven chunk of sidewalk propped up at a 60 degree angle and violently trip and stumble in a manor brings me close to falling to the ground. I usually catch myself by grabbing that randomly placed metal pole in the ground or I keep trying to grasp something that doesn't exist and continue frantically flapping my hands down until I end up lucking out with a mailbox leg. The embarassment is 10x worse than the bruises I would have had from hitting the conrete. And if I do fall all the way down (like if Paul Bunyan or another giant person fell...and not that I, or you, are that big, but the act of toppling has to add inches and pounds to people. The smack is just too heavy. Just because the Biophysics II professor disagrees doesn't mean there has been the necessary research and testing) I have the initial reaction of being so very thankful that I landed on my hands, and not my face. But then after about 3 minutes I can't help but become preoccupied with the thin cuts and scuff marks on my palms and the horrid anticipation of blisters. Like when you are out camping and the weather turns unseasonably cold so you make a fire, which feels sooo toasty and nice, but then after those three minutes it's kind of like "too hot" and the smoke is blowing right into your face and you've realized there are no s'mores.Which is why I've recently taken to walking through peoples' yards. It's homey and provides a better cushion for the hands.
7/12/2010
Old World Trench Harmony
And it's been done
A fellow failure donated his orchard to the half-wise sailors
Sprawled out for everyone to see, and all to hear
The cramped roots were yours and you made them thick
The stream flows yellow
And the clouds came up bubbling juicy
He looked up and his hyes rolled backwards for the summer lovers
Each with his and her own megaphone draped casually
Like the proton equation
Like the reaming, bubbling juice
Like the aquatic acorn - afloat and always laughing
A fellow failure donated his orchard to the half-wise sailors
Sprawled out for everyone to see, and all to hear
The cramped roots were yours and you made them thick
The stream flows yellow
And the clouds came up bubbling juicy
He looked up and his hyes rolled backwards for the summer lovers
Each with his and her own megaphone draped casually
Like the proton equation
Like the reaming, bubbling juice
Like the aquatic acorn - afloat and always laughing
7/10/2010
7/06/2010
Drawstrings for Elderly
It's really only tattered and a patch will do
A leather or nylon sheath
And the longpole stick we carry our garbage bags of belongings in
Are heavied with unnecessities; half-cooked eggs and dull-ink pennies
The floats are in town
And the patch we sewed strong was strong yesterday
And the stiltmen are happy to see you and hand out the dull-ink pennies
As they cover them with fruit
A leather or nylon sheath
And the longpole stick we carry our garbage bags of belongings in
Are heavied with unnecessities; half-cooked eggs and dull-ink pennies
The floats are in town
And the patch we sewed strong was strong yesterday
And the stiltmen are happy to see you and hand out the dull-ink pennies
As they cover them with fruit
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