Sunday, January 31, 2010
no students work for me
goals for today:
1. swiffer sweep.
2. make spicy omelet wrap.
3. listen to every NOFX song ever recorded (5 hours 16 min.)
4. repeat.
i may be slightly attractive again, but the troubles only rotate.
i still fill, fall, burn, and brawl.
roll huge snowballs down hills into traffic and explode with applause.
it hasnt snowed yet.
winter forgot about itself down here.
its a shock to the system, after spending 2.5 of the last 5 years in winter.
i miss it, not really.
how did i get home last night?
i usually chat it up big time with cab drivers.
not sure if i did last night, its gone.
solo acoustic show - mar 6th at the arms pub in poco.
YOU BIG IDIOT show - mar 12th at the cellar on granville.
so i have laps to do around this seaside condo.
J.D. Salinger changed my life in the 50's.
then hid in a closet for 40 years until he died a couple days ago.
but those New Hampshire walls couldn't stop millions of people from living inside him.
and inviting more to move in, every day.
that reminds me, andy has my latest copy, 5th in a series of missing persons.
his death further exploded my brain-thinking that proof rules.
if you wish to have lasting effect, you must have proof.
whether or not you hide from your creations.
so i am forced to multiply my productivity, starting now.
but wait a second, im baked on weedjitas.
pronounced: like fajitas, but with weed.
there's no hope with dope.
theo's roman name is theonitis.
pronounced: theo-knight-us.
as a writer, im an expert at phonetics.
onward and upward, as they say.
another song, another day.
the future smells great.
when life hands me waffle mix, i make pancakes.
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