Monthly Archives: October 2006

laughable

laughable

i keep seeing old music videos that totally destroy the new ones i see. im not watching one of those right now. right now im doing what has been described by chopin and dinker as the most boring thing ever to be done. dont worry its only important. flutter when flattered? buttered or battered? topple after tipple? halloween is a great holiday but even it is washed out by mechanical participation without originality. i think the best will be to start playing mash up with holidays. easter on columbus christmas on st patties halloween for valentines. HALLENTINES DAY. scare the pants off your favorite someone then make up in the only way you can.

 

nu iorque

nu iorque

the trip to new york was grander than most people can imagine. im a little zonked out and so pictures and full accounts will be delayed. adam has leapfrogged me anyway and immortalized the trip with an homage to my clashing fashion sense and inability to walk
without turning into a dorky mj ripoff. click on the MUSIC VIDEO link to see it. suffice to say all the best part of living in chicago came right back and i felt sad to be returning to land of the have-to-drive-a-car. lastly i absolutely love the song stoned love by diana ross.

 

post in finite relegation.

post in finite relegation.

if you are not my parents adam or my health care representative i wont call you today. the trip was outside blank fanfare. it was electricity i drank from. it was askew from remainder, it was argumentative inside defense of riposte, it involved acceptance coupled with ambulation, it challenged all of my notions, and it forced immediate response. dont try to submit. dont deny the knowns, defy them.

 

longitudinal appraisal.

longitudinal appraisal.

this is list appointed so priority is seemingly focused but not really. the scissor sisters destroyed the minority. my ankles hurt before the show was over. did anything happen before? yes. what happened was i saw stuff. did you remember to use the word hearken? use it again. i want urban living. i lust it. what happened to me? i left it. oh yes. im vacillatory. listen up. lustable femme. stop the mudcake makeup. its grosser than gross. all, slumber.

 

lark.

lark.

frustration can curb creative energy to such a degree that gridlock is the only outcome. i refuse to close my eyes to the amount of stupidity that continues to govern unabated in ours and many other countries. but i do close my eyes when i swim underwater because my contacts have minds of their own.