"I feel like a fuckin', i don't know- like a buzzard or somethin'"

This Seems Fun

To read. not do. I guess

can no get nuff again

mt. eerie, still

they don't write 'em like they used to

[thank heavens]

or 'summer anthem'? if you prefer:


speaking of matchsticks
here is a ukulele some old man made out of them and then later put images of it onto the internet-


speaking of all of this, here is a picture of nicholas cage-

lost weekend

so you remember that feeling you get when you're all set to go someplace, lets say, church or a wedding, you're all dressed up and ready and trying not to fuck up the creases in your pants, et cet. but it's not time to go yet really so you're just fucking around sitting all antsy on the couch in your tie and theres not enough time to even get into anything or go out and play so you just kind of sit there? yep.

in other news: i've got this box of fruity pebbles which i should finish because they're getting stale. [ps. i've been cutting them with grape nuts in a sort of half-assed, albeit tasty attempt at healthfulness]

i swear to god

this seriously pretty much sums up a tattoo commission i got

what does it mean

when a black cat crosses your path but that black cat was being assaulted by another which was interrupted in the process by your very path-crossing? whoah, how about it? reading too much into things? yes but why not. my boss read me my horoscope the other day and i'm thinking 'oh great, just what i need...more hoodoo superstitious nonsense mucking up blah blah blah' but the horoscope said people would be complimenting me willy nilly so i adopted the ol' willful suspension of disbelief and had a blast.

also-minor scrapes and burns, minor monetary tragedies, will they mind if i brush my teef at work?, proud of 'cutting back' to about a pack a day, googling 'e-cigarettes', 'lateen rig', and 'steve prule prom'.

NO BIG DEAL, SUHVIVIN'

here is a haiku

happy-dumb smiling,
trudgin through ugly nonsense
oh boy, supper time!

Resume Transmission

because i did something cool [e-dentity crisis]

bare styrofoam hull, contrived rudder pin, duct-taped sail >>> Manic Monday

dear diary [thanks j.j. abrams]

yesterday after work i drove some golf balls at a golf ball driving range and two little boys laughed at me. it hurt my feelings a little but at least they didn't try to rob me. i am bad at golf. later on i fell out of a tree. it was a good day!

here is a fun exchange:
"because you're good like that?"
"duh, if it's good, i'm like it-- most of the time"

there was also pizza and plenty of good old fashioned joking-around. i sure love springtime but bedtime is still scary sometimes. i've been streaming old episodes of LOST so that i don't have to think about myself, which is healthier and cheaper than getting blind drunk and just passing out. hoo-ray!
i have to go to work now, bye.
love,
keith dubya bush