Monday, April 7, 2008

now!


no one will admit it, but a good shit is one of the great pleasures in life.

mccain went to the hotel where king was shot to supposedly pay tribute to his legacy. between you and me, i have a suspicion that he was showing how he pulled it off. take that, email spies!

i keep waiting, waiting on the world to change. the only thing that gets changed is my underwear. it is now worn on the outside, so they can check. that line was made to money order.

my job had no more meaning today than it had last week, but i showed up anyway. the landlord, i find, is not nearly as hung up on meaning as i am.

i just picked up the rachel corrie book, "let me stand alone." the usual light reading to keep me in fine spirits. works every time.

i handed out that flyer in class today that says the war in iraq costs 720 million dollars a day. somehow, it's always an even number. like, they will say that the dinosaurs lived 65 million years ago, but they have been saying that for decades. change the numbers! in the interests of fairness, today the war cost 719,989,786 dollars. it also cost 200 iraqis, 2 americans, a bridge over a troubled ocean, and a hospital.

yes, i am still miserable. stop asking.

no one ever seems to mention homosexuality as a viable cure for overpopulation. just trying to be helpful.

before i die, i would like to hear at least one more good singer. you know, someone who doesn't sound as if his balls were being surgically removed without pain killers. singing is a lost art, as is peace.

my only hope is that tomorrow will be a little less disgusting than today. forever the optimist.

just saw a guy i used to go to high school with. literally. he just walked up to me. we rapped for a few minutes. some old public enemy tunes. i was chuck d. as always, it felt surreal, artificial, and i couldn't wait for him to get the fuck out of my face.

alas, misery does not love company.

by the way, i have written all of this with a smile. so, my friends, be of good cheers, and come out smoking like frazier. when i give you the seinfeld, be ready.

now!

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