Sunday, September 24, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
pushing his luck
ralph's grocery store, san diego, 9/21/06 8pm
*also, happy birthday to the prima beccarina! shining star of milwaukee!
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
hot tub fever = "so, you know, if you're feelin cold just think like this" - DL
read along with the words:
With a little bit of heart, and a whole lotta soul,
we're gonna get the damn thing heated
Tried before in years in the past, but this time, I won't be defeated
Cuz i drew the map and the diagram and put all the parts in place
and as Memorial Day comes to a close, I feel that time and space have come together to help me finally see this through
so by evening-time, I hope to be kickin it with you
taking the time we all deserve
maybe sipping on a gin-and-tonic, maybe smokin on a little herb
in our hot tub
even if it has to use water from my shower to get it hot
I gotta do what i got to do
cause i've carted this thing around, and I won't stop just yet
until i feel the warm therapeutic blast from the hot tub's hyper jets
Come on over and sit in my hot tub
Feel the warm therapeutic blast
You see, we were broken men at the ends of our ropes
hot with hot tub fever in their groins and in their throats
erractic behavior. loss of self control
tearing up our front deck, digging big fat holes
in the middle of the night so the owner wouldn't catch on
gravediggers in the cemetery, gone before the dawn
hot tub fever! he's got this crazy look in his eye
he spent 60 bucks on a brand new pump from those bastards down the street
30 more for chlorine, 100 to fix that leak
we spent all our money on the hot tub, until we don't got enough to eat
hot tub fever! burning in our brains!
if i could sit in it just once, I think I'd be okay
Come on over and sit in my hot tub
Feel the warm therapeutic blast
For the last four years, we've been trying to get this thing to work...
ALO here!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
longing haiku 25-32
intense interest in
what you do all day how your
hours while away
waiting for the one
he would've moved for if she
had only asked him
deeper the valley
higher the mountain better
the view from the top
fresh green sap rush up
spiral thrust down spread out now
take root bloom like mad
the melody brings
me back to backseats when the
sun was clean & hot
you thought what i thought
our eyes meet flicker flicker
i thought what you thought
make me laugh so hard
i want to put you in my
pocket forever
what you do all day how your
hours while away
waiting for the one
he would've moved for if she
had only asked him
deeper the valley
higher the mountain better
the view from the top
fresh green sap rush up
spiral thrust down spread out now
take root bloom like mad
the melody brings
me back to backseats when the
sun was clean & hot
you thought what i thought
our eyes meet flicker flicker
i thought what you thought
make me laugh so hard
i want to put you in my
pocket forever
Monday, September 18, 2006
not longing haiku 33-40
the sun goes down &
to be awake feels wrong &
lamps lit, we fight it
lost tossed would like to
gather moss but can't find a
rock to crawl under
if my last words are
it was fun while it lasted
things went pretty well
if i were a man
i could take a walk right now
without being scared
the cops have been called
you have set off an alarm
leave while you still can
one thing i believe
there is nothing inspiring
about suicide
we were friends one time
your petty desperation
ruins another meal
say the same things til
you melt into one big dull
person with no point
to be awake feels wrong &
lamps lit, we fight it
lost tossed would like to
gather moss but can't find a
rock to crawl under
if my last words are
it was fun while it lasted
things went pretty well
if i were a man
i could take a walk right now
without being scared
the cops have been called
you have set off an alarm
leave while you still can
one thing i believe
there is nothing inspiring
about suicide
we were friends one time
your petty desperation
ruins another meal
say the same things til
you melt into one big dull
person with no point
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
funshy
if i scare you
it's your fault
your mind is closed
youre free to judge me
the choices i make
do not harm me
would not harm you
i never pressure
i never preach
you'll never see
& it's your loss
my friend
it's your fault
your mind is closed
youre free to judge me
the choices i make
do not harm me
would not harm you
i never pressure
i never preach
you'll never see
& it's your loss
my friend
Monday, September 11, 2006
jim reilly is in national geographic
this month's national geographic has a picture of a picture of jim reilly on p. 20


where you at clarence?
all we are saying is give peace a chance
where you at clarence?
all we are saying is give peace a chance
Sunday, September 10, 2006
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