Oh Hazel Look, The Field, It's Covered With Blood

sometimes an angel from heaven brings you a bunny to hold just when you need it most. sometimes this angel happens to be your Africa co-leader, a mild Ashley Simpson look-alike, an amazing women, and an ex-girlfriend...all rolled mushed into one!

Heather Gray and Kelly Green

I heard someone once say something about the color of grass, how it fades and withers away. like when the wind comes in a fashionable shade of carried away. go on give chase. but remember dear friend...the end. the end. the end.

Some Women

I never see the prettiest thing -
A cherry bough gone white with Spring -
But what I think, "How gay 'twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree."

-Dorothy Parker / Cherry White

Names to consider in honor of such a woman:

Dottie
Seward
Ira
Hilaire

Which reminds me of a song:

They called here to tell me that you're finally dying,
through a veil of childish cries.
Southern Manitoba prairie's pulling at the pant-leg of your bad disguise
So why were you so anchorless?
A boat abandoned in some backyard.
Anchorless in the small town that you lived and died in.
I've got an armchair from your family home.
Got your P.G. Wodehouse novels and your telephone.
I've got your plates and stainless steel.
Got that way of never saying what you really feel.
I don't want to live and die here where we're anchorless.

-Propagandhi / Anchorless

Which reminds me of one of the funnest shows in the longest time:




Josh, Justin, and I are in there jamming HARD!

Here is a review of the show from the Orlando Weekly:

New York City’s Hold Steady are totally overrated but I’m developing a sort of backhanded respect for them, specifically for the testicular fortitude they show in consistently tapping much better bands to open their shows. The big, noisy drive of the Big Sleep’s Sonic Youth–drenched rock was magnificently forceful as usual, but honors this time go to hot-shit Sub Pop band the Thermals. Big ups especially to their fans, who flat-out combusted into a bouncing, blissed-out mob as soon as the first note was struck. Guys … (lip quiver) … you had me at beer-flinging.

Though the Thermals didn’t embrace this lovely gesture quite as warmly as Guided by Voices does, the punky electricity of their headlong, hook-laced rock onstage was a good mirror to the ecstatic insanity being played out on the floor. Man, these guys lit it up. The recent addition of second guitarist Joel Burrows not only added more dimension to their sound but also boosted their sonic octane considerably, making their blare that much more potent. What they pulled off was a thoroughly lively and infectious performance without a scintilla of restraint. It’s no mystery why this show sold out.

Once Upon A Time...

• i stole some bandits (prepacked dip) and climbed a tree


• renigged on walking the cement wall


• got so high, scratched till i bled


• love myself, better than you


• golf course pissings


• golf course smokings


• golf course swimmings


• this life of mine, it's mine!

Sometimes This Happens...

instead of actual work.

CRUNCH on a CHIP!

3 Parts Of A Dream And A Breakfast Treat

Part 1
I'm a teenager living at home again. Suddenly I realize my mother has been missing for 3 days. I tell my stepdad who gets pretty upset. Perhaps he had something to do with it, I think.

Part 2
I'm in a sports apparel store looking for some underwear or other garments of my favorite team...The Montreal Expos? The Vancouver Canucks? The Seattle Seahawks? I'm not really sure, but all the clothes were pink.

Part 3
I'm playing a video game with Polly. It's like Super Mario Bros. but with chicks. I think I think we're married. To each other.

Back to life, back to reality...
I woke up to a Yo Baby Banana Yogurt. It sure beats the shit out of the vanilla.