Sunday, December 31, 2006

old year new year san diego

Saturday, December 30, 2006

my bunny flies over the ocean

Friday, December 29, 2006

kitchen slice

cuts come not from
sharp knives but
dull ones
pushed too hard

Thursday, December 28, 2006

sexy mussels

i mean jeez

Wednesday, December 27, 2006


if you want to smile, just say 'lengthy extensions'

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

Sunday, December 24, 2006

feliz navidad

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.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

warehouse holidays

Monday, December 18, 2006

it all begins where it ends

Sunday, December 17, 2006

bells are ringing

why is it chris-MISS when you're talking but
chris-MUSS when you're singing?

Saturday, December 16, 2006

unstable stay back

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

Thursday, December 14, 2006

do you remember?

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

2 years ago

it's been 2 years since holden ripped open in the backyard & a couple days later nacho OD'd on 300+ advil

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

happy birthday shiny blue craig!

make this year your best, ready go!

read the blurbs & vote for lot dawg here!

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.

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

Saturday, December 09, 2006

holden so benign

Friday, December 08, 2006

flipping a

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.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

balboa park 12-05-06

sprinkler hits the lightpost at the dogpark

Tuesday, December 05, 2006


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

Monday, December 04, 2006

relevant old onion

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 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

Saturday, December 02, 2006

amsterdam apts

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