Sunday, February 28, 2010

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Friday, February 26, 2010

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Saw Joan Rivers a while back
at the Geffen Playhouse.

Black toilets are so Emo.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Saturday, February 20, 2010

The purse is a one of a kind tool.
If it is gone all things
have too be done
different.

Friday, February 19, 2010

I am still angry with time.

We sit and chat and it
just mocks and drinks.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

I am watching bugs closely.
They send important lessons,
that we can learn from.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Continually learning when to shut up.
I interact and special forces take over.
They know better than me,
but they still don't know what's right.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Asleep in the rain.

Plastic alters with water
in terms of value.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Thursday, February 4, 2010




Clogs for dogs

Clogs for dogs

Its really meaningless,
its just stupid to say.
And thats good.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Monday, February 1, 2010


I suppose its not always sad,
but that fluid, oil based low end airy tone
has a certain melancholy resonance to it.
No?