saw a woman sitting, dressed in black with long black hair like lightless fire, sitting in a shop drowning her coffee in whiskey and tears
Friday, August 29, 2008
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
my autobiography
While I was playing Mario Kart the other day, I determined the name for my autobiography:
"How To Never Win - At Anything".
included will be a chapter on how to have fun while losing. Pretend you don't even play their game: drive the course backwards! Mock the flashing "reverse" sign! Look at your friends with condescension when they, bewildered, comment on your zany antics, and laugh all the way to the nuthouse.
(p.s. - lost 5 straight rounds of pool volleyball today. Keeping the streak alive!)
and foot
"How To Never Win - At Anything".
included will be a chapter on how to have fun while losing. Pretend you don't even play their game: drive the course backwards! Mock the flashing "reverse" sign! Look at your friends with condescension when they, bewildered, comment on your zany antics, and laugh all the way to the nuthouse.
(p.s. - lost 5 straight rounds of pool volleyball today. Keeping the streak alive!)
and foot
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
the bus driver
The edge of the summer is around the corner - I can tell cause people are getting tired of the sun, and once we cross that threshold there's a good chance of everything turning down and falling like a brick, not a leaf, and breaking apart onto the (now hopeless) indecision of fall's hard ground...
The bus driver, grasping at the wheel and wringing his hands up and down around it, turned his head half-way back and spoke to me: "Nothing ever turns out the way anyone plans. Hell you try and try and get your schemes together in your mind, but ultimately it ain't up to you. I mean, you want ta predict the future, look in the opposite direction of where you're going, that's where you're really headed, yeah sir, every time."
The bus driver, grasping at the wheel and wringing his hands up and down around it, turned his head half-way back and spoke to me: "Nothing ever turns out the way anyone plans. Hell you try and try and get your schemes together in your mind, but ultimately it ain't up to you. I mean, you want ta predict the future, look in the opposite direction of where you're going, that's where you're really headed, yeah sir, every time."
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