Im waiting for the 4:30 train/
its coming down Molasses street/
im holding a bag of apples/
i'm wearing a pair of pants/
ive had a vision of god/
standing on the mountain/
his voice was made of tree leaves/
he didnt have no eyes/
abreast the citys future/
im storming in the pub/
ive lost my bag of apples/
Oh baby please dont cry/
sam mcdowell's on the line/
he's calling me i hear/
im waiting for the train/
my breath smells like beer/
it's gone and broken down/
we're standing in the queue/
she said she lost her glasses/
she got em at J Crew/
Monday, July 24, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
Dashboard man II: The Accident
dashboard man rides again
"into the wild unknown country where I
could not go wrong" he sings
these windows could use a wash, he thinks
out loud
above, a gull notices a swerving vehicle
and lands a large drop
of guano on its roof
he reaches for a disc
drops his cigarette into his lap
"fuck"
overcorrects and catches the
soft shoulder
wheels spin
"FUCK!"
over the edge and down a rambling hillside
through the chapparral toward the
buddhist retreat
manzanita and gooseberry
brambles tear and scrape
Below,
a meditating
young woman curses,
"What is that fucking noise?"
"into the wild unknown country where I
could not go wrong" he sings
these windows could use a wash, he thinks
out loud
above, a gull notices a swerving vehicle
and lands a large drop
of guano on its roof
he reaches for a disc
drops his cigarette into his lap
"fuck"
overcorrects and catches the
soft shoulder
wheels spin
"FUCK!"
over the edge and down a rambling hillside
through the chapparral toward the
buddhist retreat
manzanita and gooseberry
brambles tear and scrape
Below,
a meditating
young woman curses,
"What is that fucking noise?"
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
yahweh is a douche -law #614
bbc news- "Behold, Yahweh makes the earth empty, makes it waste, turns it upside down, and scatters its inhabitants.
The earth will be utterly emptied and utterly laid waste; for Yahweh has spoken this word.
Therefore the curse has devoured the earth, and those who dwell therein are found guilty. Therefore the inhabitants of the earth are burned, and few men left."
The House of Yahweh believes it is the one true faith which will be re-established in what it terms "the last days".
The sect members refer to their creator as Yahweh, not God, and the male followers all sport long goatee beards.
"We do not shave our beard completely or our head completely because there is a law in the 613 laws which states that a man should not shave completely his head or completely his beard," explains sect member Dominc Karichu.
"We want to follow each and every word that proceeds from Yahweh's mouth."
The earth will be utterly emptied and utterly laid waste; for Yahweh has spoken this word.
Therefore the curse has devoured the earth, and those who dwell therein are found guilty. Therefore the inhabitants of the earth are burned, and few men left."
The House of Yahweh believes it is the one true faith which will be re-established in what it terms "the last days".
The sect members refer to their creator as Yahweh, not God, and the male followers all sport long goatee beards.
"We do not shave our beard completely or our head completely because there is a law in the 613 laws which states that a man should not shave completely his head or completely his beard," explains sect member Dominc Karichu.
"We want to follow each and every word that proceeds from Yahweh's mouth."
Monday, July 17, 2006
The Hidden Costs of Cheap Hotels
1. On the verge of
a drastic wake
and bake
the barometer reads 1018 millibars
and reminds me of mini-bars
the hidden costs of
cheap hotels
and Palm Springs is
112 degrees
2. sometime in the future
forgetting what I was watching
turning over a magazine
Lindsay Wagner Lindsay Wagner Lindsay Wagner
3. My back is aching from extensive
use of "Massaging Hands"
I contemplate a foray to the Ice Machine
The coast is clear
I sprint
a drastic wake
and bake
the barometer reads 1018 millibars
and reminds me of mini-bars
the hidden costs of
cheap hotels
and Palm Springs is
112 degrees
2. sometime in the future
forgetting what I was watching
turning over a magazine
Lindsay Wagner Lindsay Wagner Lindsay Wagner
3. My back is aching from extensive
use of "Massaging Hands"
I contemplate a foray to the Ice Machine
The coast is clear
I sprint
In Mervyns
Bon voyage, Dashboard Man
you crimped crusader
your Lucky Strikes are wedged
against a time
sometime in the future
when
you know
friends are moving south
there was a time
when
you were clad
all jean shoulders to boots,
no longer,
your hand searchs
out new sizes
in Mervyns
you crimped crusader
your Lucky Strikes are wedged
against a time
sometime in the future
when
you know
friends are moving south
there was a time
when
you were clad
all jean shoulders to boots,
no longer,
your hand searchs
out new sizes
in Mervyns
Friday, July 14, 2006
car horn
with scorn
he effortlessly lifts
the broken eyelid and
glances
weariness amazes
his thoughtless being-
he is one with a pain, pounding
in his right shoulder
somewhere in the distance he hears
a car horn
in a cloth sack
he carries many severed heads
he remembers a game
he used to play
he effortlessly lifts
the broken eyelid and
glances
weariness amazes
his thoughtless being-
he is one with a pain, pounding
in his right shoulder
somewhere in the distance he hears
a car horn
in a cloth sack
he carries many severed heads
he remembers a game
he used to play
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Hasselhoff in tussle with chandelier
BBC News- The All England Club has denied press reports that a "drunken" David Hasselhoff had to be removed from the Wimbledon tennis championships.
Security guards "knew nothing" of the claims, said a spokeswoman, adding the former Baywatch star "wasn't ejected".
He tried to enter the press centre while searching for Court 13 but was not correctly accredited, she added.
The actor, who is filming an advert in the UK, was treated for cuts last week after an accident with a chandelier.
Security guards "knew nothing" of the claims, said a spokeswoman, adding the former Baywatch star "wasn't ejected".
He tried to enter the press centre while searching for Court 13 but was not correctly accredited, she added.
The actor, who is filming an advert in the UK, was treated for cuts last week after an accident with a chandelier.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Sunday, June 04, 2006
WEB BLAHG
Yes , oh , yeah it's been a while since I have posted anything. It seems to be the trend amongst those I know with blogs lately. I have to admit when i heard about blogs initially i think my reaction, was, Umm, yeah, that's the last thing I'm gonna do... Thankfully it wasn't.
last night my house mates and I went to a party in the neighborhood, probably about twenty people there, hardly any music...and the cops come at midnight. The cops told the hostess to knock off the "wacky-tobaccy". the place was one giant cloud of herb...
i cut my finger trying to scrape the last of brownies from the bottom of the pan ( typical stoner move) -sliced right into two fingers and started bleeding all over.
last night my house mates and I went to a party in the neighborhood, probably about twenty people there, hardly any music...and the cops come at midnight. The cops told the hostess to knock off the "wacky-tobaccy". the place was one giant cloud of herb...
i cut my finger trying to scrape the last of brownies from the bottom of the pan ( typical stoner move) -sliced right into two fingers and started bleeding all over.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Captain Wheezer sat his ass down on the first thing that came to hand. It was a small child.
"Hey, get off me! Hey!
The barrister and the barrista were out on a date and witnessed the whole thing.
"My, what a legal bind that gentleman might find himself in." The barrister commented.
"Would you like some more coffee?" The barrista replied.
Captain Wheezer remembered the old days fondly. Thoughts of smoky days on the campus. Hot tea in dorm rooms, the curve of a young woman's calf.
"Hey! Get off me! Hey!"
Captain Wheezer was hearing voices in his head again. What evil did these voices portend, what ghastly meaning could it have, this 'get off me'?
"Excuse me sir, you are sitting on this young child." An elderly man with dusty chapeau and a glass eye slapped Wheezer with his cane.
"Ah, fuck off you old goat, yer prolly a figment of my demented imagination anyway!' Wheezer spat in the old mans direction.
As he lifted his ass to fart the child slipped out and ran down the street as fast as it could.
Wheezer fell to the cement after a thunderous fart.
"Damn, I farted so hard I moved the earth."
"Hey, get off me! Hey!
The barrister and the barrista were out on a date and witnessed the whole thing.
"My, what a legal bind that gentleman might find himself in." The barrister commented.
"Would you like some more coffee?" The barrista replied.
Captain Wheezer remembered the old days fondly. Thoughts of smoky days on the campus. Hot tea in dorm rooms, the curve of a young woman's calf.
"Hey! Get off me! Hey!"
Captain Wheezer was hearing voices in his head again. What evil did these voices portend, what ghastly meaning could it have, this 'get off me'?
"Excuse me sir, you are sitting on this young child." An elderly man with dusty chapeau and a glass eye slapped Wheezer with his cane.
"Ah, fuck off you old goat, yer prolly a figment of my demented imagination anyway!' Wheezer spat in the old mans direction.
As he lifted his ass to fart the child slipped out and ran down the street as fast as it could.
Wheezer fell to the cement after a thunderous fart.
"Damn, I farted so hard I moved the earth."
Institution
The white walls are polished every third saturday
I'm sure you'll know he'll find it
satisfactory
the squeak of her shoes was rythmic
Moby could put
ella fitzgerald on top
of it, oh
i'm reaching now,
I can't really seem to recall
the point of
this
I'm sure you'll know he'll find it
satisfactory
the squeak of her shoes was rythmic
Moby could put
ella fitzgerald on top
of it, oh
i'm reaching now,
I can't really seem to recall
the point of
this
Beaver Creek
stolen
effigy sunk in the mud
frostbitten
and dizzy
smearing blackberry jam on
your shoes
douchebaggery
he said
and I had to agree
he was pointing the rifle
at my dog
effigy sunk in the mud
frostbitten
and dizzy
smearing blackberry jam on
your shoes
douchebaggery
he said
and I had to agree
he was pointing the rifle
at my dog
Thursday, February 23, 2006
last day in las vegas chapter twelve
Goddamn him, mother fucker. She picked up the shovel and noticed the blood and a little hair on it.
well, she thought, at least that is probably fucking hurting him.
she couldn't believe she hadn't pushed him out of the car when they got there. That fat fucker, he gets all the breaks, always has, like some twisted fat asian john candy like magoo freak.
she had also left her purse in the car and he was probably going through it right now.
goddamn I'm stupid.
well at least he won't go to the police. those fuckers hate him more than i do.
I could use a cigarette though.
goddamn, i'm gonna have to fucking hitchike back to vegas.
i am such an idiot.
well, she thought, at least that is probably fucking hurting him.
she couldn't believe she hadn't pushed him out of the car when they got there. That fat fucker, he gets all the breaks, always has, like some twisted fat asian john candy like magoo freak.
she had also left her purse in the car and he was probably going through it right now.
goddamn I'm stupid.
well at least he won't go to the police. those fuckers hate him more than i do.
I could use a cigarette though.
goddamn, i'm gonna have to fucking hitchike back to vegas.
i am such an idiot.
film technique
the
dolls left eye
came off without a hitch
filming in the living room
the redhead with the nice ,
well, film technique
i'm not sure what kind of instrument that is
just don't leave it where someone can sit on it.
dolls left eye
came off without a hitch
filming in the living room
the redhead with the nice ,
well, film technique
i'm not sure what kind of instrument that is
just don't leave it where someone can sit on it.
who the hell is eric sevareid?
sorting through
old photographs
the
deckled edges
smudged with fingerprints
you used to yell loudly
about how to hold a print, that, and when
the president was speaking on television
or Eric Sevareid was
reporting from Tel
Aviv
now you don't even know
who Eric Sevareid was
and it doesn't matter
old photographs
the
deckled edges
smudged with fingerprints
you used to yell loudly
about how to hold a print, that, and when
the president was speaking on television
or Eric Sevareid was
reporting from Tel
Aviv
now you don't even know
who Eric Sevareid was
and it doesn't matter
Monday, January 30, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
things to do today
arranging bowling pins
on the deck of the titanic
counting arrows along
cesar chavez boulevard
measuring my toes for
genetic counseling
drinking red wine
and laying in bed
on the deck of the titanic
counting arrows along
cesar chavez boulevard
measuring my toes for
genetic counseling
drinking red wine
and laying in bed
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