His life was like a song
But not a very good song
It went on and on
Long after people stopped listening
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
The End Of Ellen
Ellen Ford
dipped one toe into the Evertons’ Suicide Machine. She’d long been plagued by
indecision. In fact, that is what indirectly drove her to this halfhearted near suicide attempt.
But the
machine was stronger-willed than Ellen. That one toe was all it needed to decide
it wanted to end Ellen’s life. It sucked her in by that one toe.
And that was
the end of Ellen.
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
An Important Question
If the bionic man were bitten by a werewolf, his bionic
limbs wouldn’t change, would they? So he’d be a wolf with two human-type legs
and one human-type arm. I’d like to see that.
Monday, January 18, 2016
Present Conditions
Confusion passed him on the highway.
Melancholy diverted his attention from romance long
enough that love was able to sneak away.
Apathy finished his breakfast.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Religious People Are Peculiar
Couldn't I take comfort in something that's happened a little more recently? I mean, if I have to look all the way back to baptism for comfort, well, that's not very comforting.
Friday, January 15, 2016
The Walking Dead
I’ve been watching a lot of The Walking Dead lately. I just got to the
episode where Rick accidentally took down Walker, Texas Ranger, and
Michonne killed Alice Walker. The series is definitely getting weird.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Star Wars, The Walking Dead
I've been watching a lot of The Walking Dead lately (for Christmas, I received seasons two, three, four and five - and I'm partway through the fourth season), and I was thinking about the new Star Wars movie in relation to that series. Because I think it would have been much better for Star Wars to just end, rather than have it ruined by Disney. And I wonder how George Lucas sees it. Wouldn't it be easier to let a child die than to have it turned into a mindless, pointless, eternal, flesh-eating zombie? Basically what I'm saying is Disney bit Star Wars, and now George Lucas needs to come back and shoot his baby in the head. (And take out Disney while you're at it, please.)
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Ectospasm
Betty Flavor, the intern with the happy syringe, made her
way out of the third story window and quickly to the ground, where she suffered several broken bones and a punctured lung. Louise, a nearby dog, was not
impressed, and continued to lick itself with a detached
enthusiasm it had learned from watching a lot of television. Rachel, a certified lunatic, screamed.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Late-Night Philosophizing
Waving my arms around, screaming, “I am an octopus!”
Reality is a luxury I cannot afford. And fuck, I have better things to spend my
money on. After all, I am an octopus.
Lunchtime Confession Of A High School Geek
I caught the eye of the cute blonde, and tossed it back
to her. She missed it, due to my poor throw. It landed on the floor, where it was almost immediately crushed by a food
cart. And now there is very little chance of me taking her to the prom.
Monday, January 11, 2016
Zachary’s Quest
Zachary studies both geometry and augury in his quest
for a formula to predict the shape of things to come.
Photos From Work
Getting up at 3:45 this morning was rough, but the beautiful sunrise made it worth it. Here are a couple of photos from crew parking.
Sunday, January 10, 2016
Religious People Are Peculiar
That is so true. Also, top is not topless. Breath is not breathless. And shoe is not Shoeless Joe Jackson. Amen.
Where I Hang My Hat
She had
compassion and empathy for everyone. She even decided to donate her corpse to
the local necrophiliacs group. But she was so old when she finally died that
the necrophiliacs passed. And that’s how she came into my possession.
And that’s
where I hang my hat.
Saturday, January 9, 2016
Welcome To Yesterday Part Two: Today
undress the bamboo goddess
remove the restraints
wipe off the lipstick
Monday, January 4, 2016
Her Hair
My girlfriend has the most beautiful hair. And she’s
always doing something special with it to delight and entice me. Each time she makes a change, I am excited to see her newest look.
Two days ago she dyed her hair infrared and I had to wear special glasses to
see it. What a surprise! It was a shock, honestly, when I first came home and
thought she had shaved her head. I admit, I didn’t react too well to that. But
the bruising should go down in a day or two. What will she try next?
Sunday, January 3, 2016
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