My claim to fame is that The New Yorker once published one of my captions. No, they didn’t even do that. I’m worthless.
Category: Miscellany
That Old Table with the Orange Chairs
an ashtray from africa made of elephant’s tuskmaybe not elephant’s tusk I don’t know three PBRcans a trippel o’mara’s irish cream seeds: parsley cilantro arugula mint rosemary lavender basil a plastic slide-loc bagw/ raisins an empty water glass which you take &are filling up now a napkin w/ charcoal stains a spoonthe same remote razor blade old & dull razor bladenew & sharp st. louis football cardinals glass w/ice cubes long since past a dictionary & thesaurus I justfeel disconnected it don’t mean much drink some water you saycandles midsummer night’s dream a flame how’dyou get “no” outta that? alexander, no, better this timeandrew jackson rolled up upon himself two pairs of glassesthe word games post-dispatch candle warmer lamp w/o alampshade camel lights notebooks a waterglass tourney brackets nowcrystals popping dryingenjoy the bump in the road it might be the last.
Leaving Aus-town
Actually, my knee is aching, and so is my back. I’ve been packing things. Got up at 4:34. The garbage truck. Did you hear it? Banging mechanical arm, squealing brakes, beeping as it backs up. That’s the last time I’ll ever hear it. I’m drinking some iced coffee. Ate a slice of toast with peanut butter. Have showered, taken the pizza box to the trash, updated my blog. Wow, I’m nearly ready to start drinkin’ again though it’s only 8:50.
Bad heartburn, though. Need to get some meds for that, pepto or Immodium, Tagamet? Don’t think I’ve ever had Tagamet. Drinking some water. Was not dehydrated this morning although I rinsed out four cans of Guinness, a bottle of pinot grigio, a couple Red Hook IPAs, a Bud Light, a big Lagunitas IPA, and our highball glasses...
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Pick-up Lines
1Teeth brushing is the moral imperativeof the go-go dancersin the convention hall. 2Picante just the name givento a sauce with peppers in it.They don’t even have to beall that hot.
Lesson Learned
I used to a have a nice anthology
of Beat writings. Poetry, fiction, excerpts.
I got rid of it to raise cash for buying paint.
That was dumb — but very Beat!
Heat Haiku
by R. L. Wisdom
it's too god damned hot
i feel like ending it all
when will autumn come?
distinct observations of the 1st kind
by the cbw helicopters, distant hammering, trees rustlin, plants tussling, a crack-house green-house, dirty white chairs, car engines, pots, pans being pounded, faint TV (very faint), craigs list furniture, ants, a dangerous looking hammock nestled in the ominous shadow, some pot, some water, some sot who sought to wrought a write under a rotten umbrella, … Continue reading distinct observations of the 1st kind
OK AK
I’m never amazed by old marketing tools but you can’t garden with machine gun hands. “Hell—you want gardens? Go to the park.”
Seedling
like a pocketful of wildflower seed & you’re sitting in the wetting waiting meadow
Damen und Herren
Dumbass move of the day. Going into theladies’ room here at Neue Nationalgalerie.Went into DAMEN for some unknown reason(I’m an idiot?). Came in and an older lady (55)was washing her hands. We conversed in themirror. I was like, “What the hell is she doingin here?” Then she said something. I said, “Sorry?”I was still thinking … Continue reading Damen und Herren
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