lust for life

iggy pop went from being iggy pop to being non iggy pop nobody knows to being candy candy candy and the b-52 90s to being trainspotting soundtrack to being hipster re-star and somehow godfather of punk rock music history rewritten in the 2000s by people who like the strokes and who also included mc5 and television to being the spokesperson for cruise lines commercials and onward to new new new new n e w

centering

So we were on a river camping trip thing but it started raining hard and storming so we decided to head back, I'm not sure who I was with but it was night and we were hiking up the side of a river with a rocky shoreline because the river was too full or rapidy to boat in or something.

We get to a place and then my homie says that we can't make it out. But I see a rocky ledge and as the water is rising I jump onto it and then scale some sort of wall.

There is a stone house there with some ppl watching TV and I told them hi and then we watched TV for a bit. Then I went to a restaurant or something where everyone was dressed in really clean clothes and I was all muddy and dirty and they looked at me and then looked away. My Uncle was there and he was hesitant but offered me some small amount of help that was worthless.

Then I left and an old Iranian and Indian friend were dancing in front of a TV.

Thanks.

you will explode

you will explode after a few minutes

all your base are belong to us

shall we play a game

How about Global Thermonuclear War.

http://time-blog.com/middle_east/2008/01/did_filipino_monkey_nearly_cau.html

breakfast

matters of number 2 and such

My big anxieties include going to the restroom #2 anywhere other than home and flying in airplanes.

Imagine my surprise when I had a 2 hour layover in Chicago and suddenly needed to evacuate certain regions of my body (chicken wings and beer the night before). So I said screw it and went into the men's room at O'Hare airport.

They had these things called like "techno-wizard ass covers" or something, seat covers that automatically advanced when you left the stall, leaving a new seat cover for the next client.

I had to go so bad I sat there in that 2 ft wide cell and went, of course the techno wizard started malfunctioning and started flushing the toilet and advancing the seat covers over and over and over and over and over so that they built up on my leg like a little plastic mountain.

All the while I am freaking out about taking my next flight, having to go poopy and having the toilet flush over and over with people in the next stalls probably going "wtf is that guy doing? probably terrorism or some shit, I better report him"

Well. Thanks for listening.

Here's an example of what was going on under my bottom the whole time I sat there:



And here's an example of the automatic seat cover in action:



You can imagine the two in constant motion with some anxiety level of 10.

Thanks again.

little negro boy

From "The Land of Nod" xmas catalogue comes this bit of prevalent ideology:

Item: Little Caribbean Drummer Boy

In the description it says: "I don't want to work, I want to bang on my calypso drum all day."

Jeez... some underpaid copywriter a bit bitter during the holiday season?