Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind, seem to get lost and harder to find. When I am alone, I am inclined if I find a pebble in the sand to think that it fell from my hand. --Phish
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Quote
If it's winter, one must have a mind of winter--indeed, one must be winter--to be here. That is, not thinking of spring, not longing for summer, for something that doesn't exist now, here. This mind isn't reaching for some other place.
And if it's summer, one must have a mind of summer.
There is no other place. We're forever here.
--Steve Hagen
And if it's summer, one must have a mind of summer.
There is no other place. We're forever here.
--Steve Hagen
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Power
A woman in her car looked at me and locked her doors as I walked by. It made me feel good to know that my diminutive stature, slight limp, and graying hair still can cause fear in some people
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Minute Knowledge
I am seeking minute knowledge that is specifically useful. For example: Knowing that you need an extra pillow case with a certain set of sheets. What would we do without such incredibly important, yet minute and specific information? We would spend a lot of time looking for the lost matching pillowcase. That's what we would do.
Friday, February 10, 2012
High Heels
I saw a yellow high heel on the freeway on-ramp earlier today. I am not sure how it got there, but my deductive skills served me well. I believe that a hooker accidentally slipped and fell into the john's car, causing him to have a panic attack and take off speed towards I-90 East. The high heel fell off as he accelerated around the hairpin corner. The hooker ended up staying in the car and having dinner with the man and his wife, Maud--everything worked out well in the end.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Why I'm Here
On a man's t-shirt at the Mini Sturgis rally at Stateline, ID: "Tits and beer. That's why I'm here."
Friday, February 3, 2012
Eugenics
I've been thinking a bit about eugenics lately. Hitler gave it a bad rap, but how cool would it be to mate a supermodel and 500 lb man? Way cool, that's what I say. You'd end up getting children with lustrous silky hair and cankles, or a perfect nose and a triple chin. The possibilities are quite staggering.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
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