fuck. what happened? labor day weekend was crazy.
friday night i drank $100 + worth of belgian beer with my friend nino. later that night i got in a fight with my neighbors.
i really don't like explaining myself. i think sam pink is the only person i know who interprets what i say/write correctly without any follow up by me.
in the end, everything is a question of heart.
saturday was more street fair.
sunday i left for balboa pier with the girlfriend and boy in tow. i skipped the street fair for the most part.
monday was pure debauchery.
i feel broken and exhausted today.
i did learn a viking helmet brings a sense of empowerment. sort of like shooting/holding a firearm. the mounted horns induced many compliments from the lady folk. it was a strange happening. also, men frequently sought me out for challenge.
despite our best efforts, we are still territorial beasts.
anyways, let's talk about words and shit.
i am currently reading Molly Gaudry's "We Take Me Apart" and taking notes for a review i need to write up. I am going to be interviewing her too. Email me any questions you want to ask Molly if ya got questions to be asked.
I took over this thing from Paul Toth named "poesy planet". basically it is a poetry podcast.
i am going to change many things about it. probably everything including the name.
i will be sending an email out soon asking for words to be read and recorded.
expect the email.
both my heads hurt.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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4 comments:
Nice post
, by the way you can make one of them stop hurting really quick you should know how, if not ask.
#1-"Both my heads hurt." yes.
#2-I want to see you wearing a viking helmet. i'm sure it would taste good in my eyes.
Damn. I couldna handled all dat sheeet. :)
According to my bank card I drank that much on Saturday as well. I don't know if the bank is lying.
I think xTx is right that you should wear a viking helmet. You should also say "your words are the philosophical opposite of an abortion. go you."
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