Squirrels have become as interesting as cows.

Everything is getting smarter

and smarter.

What will it be like when all things are smart?

Chewing is distracting,

even underwater.

What is chewing without purpose?

What the hell is gum?

Odd.

Today is bunny day.

He started to mention artichoke bottoms.

in the middle of an entirely different conversation.

I felt pitty for his anger and lack of skills to think pleasant.

Imagine wanting everything to be stupid

just for your own self-generated advancement.

What are artichoke bottoms?

We can't leave ugly alone.

We make movies and create magazines.

Who wants to exist under these conditions.

Must be hard to look like somebody else.

S'like showing up in the same dress.

Thank god for surgery.

And death.

I dig goggles.

We'll all be wearing them soon as the

'scratching you're eyes out bitch' epidemic

begins to unravel.

There is a place where everything is furry.

Soft and easy as well.

Some call it unhappy.

I hear the trash trucks.

They take my bad dirt

and I replace it with good dirt.

Its like the witches in the

Wizard Of Oz.

And words just appear.

They will mean something someday.

A lot of us will never experience the bikini

the way it is meant to be experienced.

Fat white guys.

It is a type of depravation.

Sad.

Rain has never been a strong point

and lately, cold has become a part

of that discomfort.

All of this is invented, but best left alone,

otherwise it will just add to the list of

things to do.

Been studying the cracks in the sidewalk

and they're telling me stories.

They're telling me how to react to certain situations.

They seem to really want to help.

(not that I need it)

On the other hand they're not moving

so maybe I'm making this up.

My animals are all too big to carry on.

How many ways are there to use

the words 'carry on'?

Maybe even a whisper opera.

Why are they so loud?

I suppose so we could hear

150 years ago.

Conversational opera?

Looking is hard work.

If you get caught looking too hard

its called staring and that is looked down upon.

Even at those that seem to

present themselves to be looked at.

Looking is hard work.

In the morning the mind rants are

so fucking brilliant.

They flow topically from

notion to notion and keep on track so well.

What happens the rest of the day?

Sit ups don't work.

Hell, they don't work for the mind or the body.

Interaction works.

Swear.

Why do dogs only live so long?

Why blue?

Who's color is that?

All tarps are blue.

Was the decision made as a part of a

concept meeting of sorts.

Are blue tarps are

as important as hot dogs?

We're for Summer all Winter.

Although it does increase the

number of incidences of smell.

We like smell.

The tree has been the easy lay

whipping boy for the cheap metaphor.

And god bless it for that.