kidmorlock

"we've only just begun..."



There's a new song about to be played on the temporal jukebox. It was written and recorded a few months from now, and will be invading college radio stations from Mirror City ("Visit the sunny side of Mercury!") all the way to Vardd's Diner on the Diego Epsilon cluster in the Asteroid Belt. The words to the song are garbled, but the intent is clear.


Soon, I will be forced to close the book on the rooming situation with my younger brother. And while things have been more or less ok between us for the last two years, we are both slowly/silently understanding that we are each getting under the other's skin.

and so.
soon.
Sans roommate.
to be.

Revelatory, in fact. the food in the icebox'll be mine, if the rent is late it will be solely me fault, and the Powerpuff Girls toothbrush holder

will not be ridiculed!

The framed photo of Mr. T will be on the wall opposite the toilet at 'seated' eye level....don't scoff. If you haven't shat in full view of the approving grin of TV's B.A. Baracas then, well, you just haven't lived, and frankly, I pity the fool.

Guests will be welcome. It is so infuriating to not be able to have friends over due to embarrassment of roommate Alpha's lack of tidy skills or roommate Beta'a constant stoner-ism. 'You are all welcome in Elsinor.' quoth the Bard. I am already planning on hosting peeps from across the country when Star Wars Episode III

or the coolest. film. ever.

-pisode III convention hits town in spring '05.


Then there is the hydroponic garden I want to make for my as yet TBA kitchen. Mr. Stripey's will dominate and protect my food prep chamber with their tomatoey goodness.

So yeah, the next three months are going to be highly interesting. New address. new view. And one day while unpacking I will snap on the radio and hear this fucked up song.

I just hope I can make out the words...