Wednesday, May 27, 2009

virtual calzone

over morning spaghetti

can you use it in a sentence?

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

cut-up and the cutups


all my stuff's on location

papa don't preach my teeth are bleeding nutmeg

a company of violence in your parting shot

they were all waving backwards
and now i'm looking inward
and just as the popcorn pops
the last colonel got hit promotion
there's blood on his hands
and i know you're an honest man
but come clean
in a sea of disdain
and an equilibrium that does nothing but throw you off
money hand over fist
hands over your mouth first
i know you're calling the shots
but words are cheaper than bullets

Monday, May 11, 2009

the clip of my shoes

don't be too grateful

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Monday, April 20, 2009

Friday, April 17, 2009

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Monday, April 13, 2009

Sunday, April 12, 2009

mindsmoke


Okay, so the other day I woke up and the first thought of the day was "What if there was a high school that had a horse-themed prom?" Best I can tell, it'd be a regular prom. But the girls wear dresses made from horse hair, and the guys wear tuxes made from horse hair. Oh, and they give the ladies horseages and they slow dance in a gymnasium decorated with giant, hollowed out horse heads. It'd be romantic and beautiful.

Nothing makes me feel more patriotic than The Chipmunks singing "America The Beautiful"


America, America, the shit has hit the fan.