No bling.

Nancy, who feeds the birds',

father died and my

dog didn't care.

How does that work?

Who going to hone up?

Pennies no longer matter.

And its not as though the amount has changed.

Certain things don't always mean certain things.

Don't we know that from experience?

But how do we know what the fuck is telling the truth?

Oh my.

This fucking existence thing is hard work.

Its like high school.

You didn't know that, huh?

Yeah,

I just thought of all this.

Thanks

Has it been determined whether

headphones are bad for your ears?

It sure is a settling place to disappear.

I know.

But I do.

Truly a no mans land.

Floundering, but disciplined.

How useful is that?

Not very.

But otherwise you don't exist or you're dull.

The latter is the more common.

Got that?

Should there be more parking privileges?

Special spots right in front of places

for huge amounts of money?

Could be great city revenue.

You know,

I am truly sick of hanging out with

people who want nothing but to make perfect sense.

Even their creative wants to please in a logical way.

S'fucked up

And worse is that it leads nowhere.

S'fucking boring.

Hurt as love.

Embarrassing as love.

Giving a light,

is giving.

and

So many songs and

so little space.

Shop talk

slop baulk

walk stalk

truck stop

Er,

something like that.

Really.

If enough time goes by,

sometimes you just plain don't know

what you were thinking at the time.

And sometimes its better that way,

in the sense that if it was a valuable notion

then, it would have surfaced then, but now its

free reign to be whatever potential

new notion you can make of it.

Yeah,

well,

thats what I do.

Traffic school is an odd planet,

where you develop immediate

friendships that are over in exactly eight hours.

The perfect relationship.

Some days we just become judgmental.

Yes, all of us.

Mimic as defense.

Be what is already there and no one will notice.

We are continually altering the nature of the beast.

I suppose it is because we are the smarter of them all.

Hell, I know that I know whats right.

Its hard to get a morning convinced that

you are the man.

Some kids need dragging.

On the endangered species list.

Its like the witness protection program.

Who isn't an endangered species?

Nothing lasts forever.

Going to the post office to see my friends.

And like Supercuts is so bad.

Note to self:

Practice your analogies

OK,

thanks

Front and back cover from book

beginning 2_26_2008

S'like art.

The reflection from my watch is making me paranoid.

Its bouncing around the room like someone is here.

It has that television paranormal feel to it.

This is the front and back cover for that last book.

should I put it up at the beginning or the end of the book?

Or both

This is the last page of this book.

I think it is 150 pages.

Could that be right?

S'ok, I got more.

Who doesn't want to be high?

And who doesn't want to saw all?

Right?

I couldn't find the right thing to talk about,

so I am sending this notion to another spot

for a minute.

http://anativesnotebook.blogspot.com

I thought it was odd.

Topical.

Inadvertently this is as such.

Fell down some stairs the other day

and am suffering a swollen leg with cuts and bruiseness.

I love being hurt when it doesn't

affect my day to day and knowing that it will be gone soon.

Is that fucked up?

Maybe.