"I am an idealistic, naive, passionate, truth-seeking, spiritually motivated artist, unschooled in the science of law and finance." --Wesley Snipes

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Shit.

Contest season is upon us. Should I even bother?

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Heartburn. That's what I get for eating a DQ cheeseburger for lunch.

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A.Mr. quit blogging. Joe's not blogging fast enough. Mayhew needs to blog about stuff I understand.

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Remember when Kent Johnson got mad at me because I finally tired of being one of his henchmen? Thank you, Jimmy, for opening my eyes.

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Am I not the most lovable of men? What? Um...oh yeah. Okay. Um, yeah. Am I not at least a little bit lovable? Hm. I see. Nevermind.

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If I take the little pill I will stop writing. If I take the little pill I will be happier. Decisions.

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Began an essay this morning that I probably won't finish. It's about my 6th grade girlfriend and the Pixies. Do the math, people.

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Today at work, I committed myself to being a Spanish tutor for the next few weeks. Those of you who know me should find this hilarious.

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Oh, yeah, by the way, I am not a Chicano poet. I write about asparagus and bacon and tulips. My raza is comprised mostly of sullen white guys and skinny sad girls who buy their clothes at thrift shops and who raise the pulses of married men wearing ties and shirts with too much starch.

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Chris Hoppes, I SALUTE YOU SIR!

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Chicken stock #1--supremely tasty.

Chicken stock #2--a little funky.

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I am going to become the poet of violence. It will win me coveted positions and endowed chairs. He he, he said "endowed."

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Broccoli is Satan's veggie.

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The loud college kids screaming outside are about to get a taste of my new position. POV is turned up to 11, son. Recognize. Or get battered with my donnybrook-inducing poesy.

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loudQUIETloud is GOOD. But it's way too short.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am eathing leftover Chicken Adobo.

andy mr. said...

I'm going to blog today. Stay tuned.