Sunday, December 31, 2006
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
some holiday cheer!
here we have some of the other haha's on holiday in temecula-
stonehill? stonecreek? stonehouse
fluff & tigah
click the BOBCAT
that's a peach hon
oj tastetest, dole = ammonia, organic = oranges
leonesse cellars, it's like italy in riverside county
getting lucky at pechanga casino
pipe cleaner santa hats!
negative ghost rider the pattern is full
see the grinch & the not-homeless lady in the back?
HAPPY HOLIDAYS! may your days be merry & bright!
and yes they would like a few more christmas treats
stonehill? stonecreek? stonehouse
fluff & tigah
click the BOBCAT
that's a peach hon
oj tastetest, dole = ammonia, organic = oranges
leonesse cellars, it's like italy in riverside county
getting lucky at pechanga casino
pipe cleaner santa hats!
negative ghost rider the pattern is full
see the grinch & the not-homeless lady in the back?
HAPPY HOLIDAYS! may your days be merry & bright!
and yes they would like a few more christmas treats
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Teri Hatcher's dog is a porker.
emails between me & my dad today =
skippy: teri hatcher’s dog is so much fluffier than brother henri
Bobby Huntington: Skippy, the brown and white dog isn't a King Charles is it? If it is, that ain't all hair. That dog is a porker. Henry has some cool feathering. Particularly his tail. His lack of fluff keeps him aerodynamic. That little punk can fly. He gets going so fast in the hallway upstairs you swear he'll go right through Chris's front window someday. He's got the wheels but thank god he's got the brakes.
skippy: teri hatcher’s dog is so much fluffier than brother henri
Bobby Huntington: Skippy, the brown and white dog isn't a King Charles is it? If it is, that ain't all hair. That dog is a porker. Henry has some cool feathering. Particularly his tail. His lack of fluff keeps him aerodynamic. That little punk can fly. He gets going so fast in the hallway upstairs you swear he'll go right through Chris's front window someday. He's got the wheels but thank god he's got the brakes.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Friday, December 15, 2006
sad boy
he had a party
and nobody came
the next day was sunday
went on all the same
he wasn't too ugly
old folks said he's cute
brown faced & round
thick glasses played flute
light in the loafers
with wrists giggly limp
whistling & clumsy
a daydreaming wimp
he sent out the invites
they said they'd all come
his mother bought streamers
and drank all the rum
and nobody came
the next day was sunday
went on all the same
he wasn't too ugly
old folks said he's cute
brown faced & round
thick glasses played flute
light in the loafers
with wrists giggly limp
whistling & clumsy
a daydreaming wimp
he sent out the invites
they said they'd all come
his mother bought streamers
and drank all the rum
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
2 years ago
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
roxy is not key club
turns out i went to the wrong club saturday night! i thought i was at the roxy. tea leaf green was playing next door at the roxy. i was at the key club. where the kottonmouth kings were playing. i don't know why my tlg ticket was accepted at the door. i don't know why i didn't look at the name of the venue i was entering.
i know why i missed biscuits, i know why i missed friends.
i know why i missed biscuits, i know why i missed friends.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
done with LA
3.5 hrs drive in painful slick traffic rain
3 opening 'bands'
kottonmouth kings blasting loud screaming
packed with baggy black & white & sideways hats
guys next to me take jager shot jager shot jager shot jager shot whiskey drink
turn to fired up drunk steaknecks
throws beer bottle on the ground
shard cuts his hand & arm
shard cuts my hand
waving swinging punching blood on me
black shirt flashlight security roughed up kicked out yelling
1130 kottonmouth kings still on stage screaming LA WHERE YOUR WEED AT
whose blood on my sweater, whose blood on my pink wristband
i'm getting the fuck out of here
i missed biscuits, i missed friends
i don't care
3 opening 'bands'
kottonmouth kings blasting loud screaming
packed with baggy black & white & sideways hats
guys next to me take jager shot jager shot jager shot jager shot whiskey drink
turn to fired up drunk steaknecks
throws beer bottle on the ground
shard cuts his hand & arm
shard cuts my hand
waving swinging punching blood on me
black shirt flashlight security roughed up kicked out yelling
1130 kottonmouth kings still on stage screaming LA WHERE YOUR WEED AT
whose blood on my sweater, whose blood on my pink wristband
i'm getting the fuck out of here
i missed biscuits, i missed friends
i don't care
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
Thursday, December 07, 2006
you know you're high when...
...hearing a knock on the hotel room door, you run to exhale down the bathroom sink drain. and turn on the faucet.
and there was nobody knocking.
and there was nobody knocking.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
carolaiku
late nite candy trips
to the circus room use my
meal card for pop tarts
joyner dorm all girls
nerd stuck up sorostitute
athlete bossy shy
run dark night late field
shower with your flip flops on
big robe change in room
dusty matted rug
not old cheap clammy a/c
high ceiling wood door
books in bags in piles
on floor wood desk white loft with
matching comforters
first week syllabus
how many can i miss &
get away with it
register for class
based on who's taken taking
easiest teacher
turn in book reports
don't raise hand teacher wrote she
sensed intelligence
cute boys on sidewalks
why aren't they in this class room
we'd have common work
dorm kitchen used once
everclear jello shots passed
out before noon bad
to the circus room use my
meal card for pop tarts
joyner dorm all girls
nerd stuck up sorostitute
athlete bossy shy
run dark night late field
shower with your flip flops on
big robe change in room
dusty matted rug
not old cheap clammy a/c
high ceiling wood door
books in bags in piles
on floor wood desk white loft with
matching comforters
first week syllabus
how many can i miss &
get away with it
register for class
based on who's taken taking
easiest teacher
turn in book reports
don't raise hand teacher wrote she
sensed intelligence
cute boys on sidewalks
why aren't they in this class room
we'd have common work
dorm kitchen used once
everclear jello shots passed
out before noon bad
Monday, December 04, 2006
bad skippy
i love peanut butter and the name of this site is skippy haha but in no way do i endorse the use of skippy peanut butter. ever. or any 'peanut butter' to which they've added cancer-causing 'fat' & 'sugar' to enhance its flavor/stirredness.
peanut butter should look like this
separation is
natural shake well stir it up
applies to good things
where do you think all the crap they add to the peanut butter goes? after years and years
lipomas everywhere
how bad is it? they won't even give the ingredients to their 'peanut butter' on the skippy peanut butter website. which happens to be peanutbutter.com. ba$tards.
they also make a 'natural' peanut butter, and instead of pumping it full of transfats like the regular skippy, they use palm oil and sugar and other garbage. it's a trick and it's gross marketing.
unskippy haha
Sunday, December 03, 2006
invisible ink
i see a red door and i want to paint it black
boiling over with impatience and pissy vitriol
boiling over with impatience and pissy vitriol
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Friday, December 01, 2006
not longing haiku 63-69
singer just a whore
sell her talents to takers
come one come all pay
each interaction
rubs raw the nerves on the back
of my neck shreds them
much too intense for
me to belive that you would
be happy as friends
the right ones just left
the others hung back vultures
they swoop for the kill
i'd tell him & he'd
fall & then we'd both be stuck
with dangling bridges
when you soar and i
know you've stolen my wings i
wish you shot down lame
hovering breathing
heavy snorting and grunting
like the pig you are
sell her talents to takers
come one come all pay
each interaction
rubs raw the nerves on the back
of my neck shreds them
much too intense for
me to belive that you would
be happy as friends
the right ones just left
the others hung back vultures
they swoop for the kill
i'd tell him & he'd
fall & then we'd both be stuck
with dangling bridges
when you soar and i
know you've stolen my wings i
wish you shot down lame
hovering breathing
heavy snorting and grunting
like the pig you are
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
holden's regenerating balls
Monday, November 27, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
no comments
i am unthankful because i switched to their stupid blogger beta crap & now comments don't work on this site and i don't know how to fix it and really can't stand the whole idea of trying more than the hour i just spent looking in the goddamn blogger help board
i need help
i need help
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
wreck
i just got in a car accident.
sort of.
an old guy rode his bike into the front passenger side of my car while i was turning left with a green arrow.
he rolled off the car, bent his bike rim & scraped up his forearm & i gave him the tijuana city of tomorrow shirt from my trunk for his bleeding arm & the $250 in my wallet for his rim.
he didn't want to call the cops, he didn't want to go to the hospital, he had a friend on a bike with him, also 40-50 y.o. homeless missing teeth dirty flannel glinting eyes agreeing i should leave before the cops come.
the front of my car is dented & scraped, i'm fine.
sort of.
an old guy rode his bike into the front passenger side of my car while i was turning left with a green arrow.
he rolled off the car, bent his bike rim & scraped up his forearm & i gave him the tijuana city of tomorrow shirt from my trunk for his bleeding arm & the $250 in my wallet for his rim.
he didn't want to call the cops, he didn't want to go to the hospital, he had a friend on a bike with him, also 40-50 y.o. homeless missing teeth dirty flannel glinting eyes agreeing i should leave before the cops come.
the front of my car is dented & scraped, i'm fine.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
getting it
you reached out & said i got it
if i reach back i'm afraid
i'll get stuck
breaking yours
mine won't break
won't give it away
any more than i get
careful about one thing
and you should hate me for it
but never would
if i reach back i'm afraid
i'll get stuck
breaking yours
mine won't break
won't give it away
any more than i get
careful about one thing
and you should hate me for it
but never would
Monday, November 20, 2006
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