I've traveled just shy of six hundred miles, I've slept in a basement with a pitbull named Doyle, I've bought large amounts of illegal fireworks, I've listened to the albums Blonde on blonde, Highway 61 revisited, Tattoo you, Brushfire tales, Raw power, and Demon days, I've met people from India, I was a micro second away from meeting my maker in a ( Read more... )

Here I am on the sixth day of the sixth month of the sixth year of this millineum. Six Six Six the number of the beast. I only find it nessasary to be listening to a band called "wolfmother", for all those people out there who have seen the original Omen they know what I'm talking about. Your son is the son of the devil. I find a strange curiosity ( Read more... )

This weekend was....perfect ( Read more... )

Hands down one of the best movies I've seen in a really long time. Murderball, sounds stupid or sounds like a corny action film but it's actually a documentary about quadtraplegic rugby AKA Murderball, if that sounds dumb just give it a chance because it really is amazing what these people can do ( Read more... )

"They are without a doubt having the greatest sex of all time....inside my head ( Read more... )

A couple quick things

1. I was electrocuted yesterday. It hurt so much it was like nothing I've ever felt before.

2. New Paintings on the website please let me know what you think.

3. Abbie Hoffman's real name was Abbott

Okay random but that's it.

Enjoy your day

So I've been sick for a while now, kind of in and out all the time. What is it that all people do when they are sick? Watch movies. I for some reason have a fetish to watch scary movies; they entertain and I like that, no artistic view or hidden metaphors just plain entertainment. When my brain feels like mush it doesn't need to think. Senseless ( Read more... )

I was born into society that is desensitized, ever generation has that much more thick skin than the previous one. It is very hard now for me to be moved or struck by a film, song, or video game. I saw Silent Hill last weekend and kids in the row ahead of me laughed at the scene when a girl gets her skin ripped off and her fleshless body thrown ( Read more... )

Not much really to declare or speak on this week, pretty standard week. I don't know why but things lately have hit me differently than they did before. I just hate the feeling like the whole world is plotting behind my back; that feeling like everybody knows your fate but nobody wants to tell you. I guess I shouldn't even care, I mean it isn't ( Read more... )

To write gritty I need to feel gritty, no need to wash my face of hands, I look back to where I just found myself in time; Chris' car, my head against his window, I could feel the hair press between the skin and window, pulse thump ever second or two from my temple, roadside lights made the street aprear a light yellow pastel color, every so often ( Read more... )