Saturday, October 15, 2016
Live with an open mind or die young.
I think McNitt could have a big day today.
The simplicity of shallow sets can be useful enough at times for survival and shit, but in a life, the idea of a life, it's horrible. You see that you already faded out a long time ago.
Thursday, September 8, 2016
The Coopersmith Stories
-The Time Coop was in the Restaurant Taking a Leak and These Guys Playing that Laser Gun Tag Game Came in Shooting at Each Other
-Most People Whose Last Name Starts with Coop-- Will Probably Have Coop for a Nickname During Some Part of Their Life
-Cooper was my Favorite Farmer to Work For, His Wife Cooked the Best Dinners
-Why High School and College Boys Always Call Each Other by Their Last Names Like They’re on a Fall Guy Episode, Whereas Little Kids and Past 25ers Don’t So Often, Except for in Hierarchical Employment Settings, Crime Activity or When a Guy is Talking to Some Fucker He Knew From High School or College
…and other stories
Monday, August 29, 2016
The turn signals on those cars from the early 70s made vowel and consonant sounds, to me I heard 'Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln...' with a hold on the middle consonant , an up-down 2-pitch pattern. I was 4, I still never heard of the President but I'd heard people talk about the town, in the phone book too where they had all the towns within a few hundred miles. -- OK, I like that, that's good. But today let's try to talk about something that's more focused on what we discussed, back at the start, something that fits better in our outline.
Sunday, August 21, 2016
"I got in a car, rode with evil
Lookin at town ignorin the statues
Jumped in back and
Made us sandwich
Made me afraid so i missed half of livin,
Made me believe in the way life's done
Believed my pride proved in history books
And people excite me today lost their value value
Road got wider, sun scorched landscape
Life got skinny,
I asked questions, evil said it
Said im hedging,
Waiting for my angle cushion my impact
Said i dont empathy, short term sympathy
Hang my creds on a fluffy collar
Life as shallow as the edge of a dollar
Wish i could troll all,
Wish i could sequence
Can't do both em its one or the other
Spend half a lifetime choosin which one
Loose half a life on a choice of a branch
That ain't got branches, aint got choices
Ain't got nothing but voices
Tellin you shit about you ain't hurt.
Over easy eggs on a giant enchilada. In the diner that was most crowded AND biggest I ever seen. My waitress was my stereotype, overflow of food and obscenity of wet eggs on top of a whole other meal was a stereotype of excess and freedom. I couldnt eat it all, no way. I took the rest to go, I tried to save it for awhile but tossed it next stop, it had been nothing but an exercise, no value in the arc of a drive long enough for fantasies to flatten back to their original shallowness" acrylic on canvas