I've got a friend who spends his life stabbing my picture with a Bowie knife.
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i'm gonna premiere hits from the book i'm gonna write here over the next few months.
NO WORKING TITLE... but.
I've never been one to wake up in a pleasant way. This morning,atleast I think It was morning, was no diferent. The startling shots of reality slamming into the post morpheic notions, I'm awake in a pool of my sweat.
Good morning... my cab is waiting. I'm briskly shaving. The cold tile eats into my spine.
I smell the fire before I open to door. Through the trees,I see the bright orange tongue coated with black spit illuminating the sky south of my house. Taller than a million nightmares....scarier than a nightmare that i thought i left back in my sleep, I was so taken that I forgot to even give a shit.
The stressed face of the cabbie that was behind the open door yelled at me.
"You still want a ride? I think I can out drive this revolution"
I got in.
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DRINKING
Bam Bire - An artisan farmhouse ale that is golden, naturally cloudy, bottle conditioned and dry hopped for a perfectly refreshing balance of spicy malts, hops and yeast.
Jolly Pumpkin beers
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YOUTUBE MOMENT
UN CHIEN D'Andalou
oh hell yes!
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HOPING FOR SEX WITH
Jane Adams... she 'd do me? i'm cool... funny.... hip.
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i'm gonna premiere hits from the book i'm gonna write here over the next few months.
NO WORKING TITLE... but.
I've never been one to wake up in a pleasant way. This morning,atleast I think It was morning, was no diferent. The startling shots of reality slamming into the post morpheic notions, I'm awake in a pool of my sweat.
Good morning... my cab is waiting. I'm briskly shaving. The cold tile eats into my spine.
I smell the fire before I open to door. Through the trees,I see the bright orange tongue coated with black spit illuminating the sky south of my house. Taller than a million nightmares....scarier than a nightmare that i thought i left back in my sleep, I was so taken that I forgot to even give a shit.
The stressed face of the cabbie that was behind the open door yelled at me.
"You still want a ride? I think I can out drive this revolution"
I got in.
******************************************************************************************
DRINKING
Bam Bire - An artisan farmhouse ale that is golden, naturally cloudy, bottle conditioned and dry hopped for a perfectly refreshing balance of spicy malts, hops and yeast.
Jolly Pumpkin beers
************************************************************************************************
YOUTUBE MOMENT
UN CHIEN D'Andalou
oh hell yes!
****************************************************************************************************
HOPING FOR SEX WITH
Jane Adams... she 'd do me? i'm cool... funny.... hip.
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I also posted a chapter from a project I'm working on. It has a working title: "A History of Random Violence in Pennsylvania." And it's illustrated.
That typewriter is truly a thing of beauty. Have you been putting it to good use?
My journal has been updated and is waiting for you to pay it a wee visit.
Aurevoir, Skottie dear!