From what I hear, Micah Wright is an idiot also.
May 1, 2004
May 1, 2004
Transgeographic Syncronicity
Yup, yellow twist ties here, too. And a bottle of 60mg Zinc tablets. Like I’ll ever eat those. **** update: Ate a handful. Not bad. Tasted a bit like Jagermeister, if you must know.
May 1, 2004
Brautigan, Revisited – an American love story
Chapter 5: Troutskin and Brambles Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. When we finally stumbled into my cabin at around three in the morning, Elizabeth asked if she could use my bathroom. We were both quite drunk. “Down the hall and over the little footbridge to the left,” I said. “But be careful of the blackberry brambles of they’ll scratch your face all to hell.” “Thank you,” she
May 1, 2004
Scenes from my driveway, follow-up
A few moments ago… Deadbeat neighbor: “So can you at least tell me if the Nuggets won last night…?” Me: “Nope. But I’ll up my offer to fifty-cents if you promise to go inside and change that shirt.”
May 1, 2004
Scenes from my driveway
Deadbeat neighbor (pointing): “That your newspaper?” Me: “Yes it is.” Deadbeat neighbor: “Think maybe I can borrow the sports section when you’re finished?” Me: “No. But I’ll be happy to lend you a quarter.”
May 1, 2004
Talking back to 80s music, 8
No, go ahead — touch me, please! I actually love the way you tease! In fact, if you could just do that thing with your pinky… “Tainted Love,” Soft Cell
May 1, 2004
Portnoy’s Complaint
I used to tell the story about how Mario Cuomo once complimented my mother’s kishkes. “These are great kishkes,” he said. “Fabulous. Best I’ve ever had!” But fuck him if I’ll tell that story anymore. **** More.
May 1, 2004
Portnoy’s Complaint
I used to tell the story about how Mario Cuomo once complimented my mother’s kishkes. “These are great kishkes,” he said. “Fabulous. Best I’ve ever had!” But fuck him if I’ll tell that story anymore. **** More.