This has been the strangest week. Everyone seems completely self-absorbed and hostile ( Read more... )

At the bookstore. Hardscrabble with Coke-bottle glasses and a brown paper bag rolled up into tiny a little ball just asked me "How do you occupy your mind?". How do I not occupy it is more like it. What a strange question. I wonder what he meant. Anyhow, he's gone now - and HE'S no longer occupying it. He's off into the big gray Nowhere to ( Read more... )

Dear Abby, you worthless cum-gurgling whore ( Read more... )

This is just bizarre. My whole goddam apartment is moving right now. Like a slow rolling earthquake. This wind is RELENTLESS.. I don't know how I'm going to sleep tonight with the windows rattling out of their frames. I wonder if my whole place will collapse. I guess the windows would have to blow in first before that were likely, but still ( Read more... )

Got two packs of candy cigarettes sitting on my desk. A blue "Hillburry" brand and a red and white "King-Lion" box. A year ago I had real ones keeping the brass knuckles company. Now my switchblade is just a letter opener and my brass knuckles are nothing more than a glorified paper weight. Hmmmmm. I guess that's all they ever really were ( Read more... )

When a sushi place has a sign up that reads: "Special: 1/2 off sushi - everyday!" It's not half off, that's pretty much just the PRICE.

Okay, so the mundane: I'm trying to find a pair of vintage eyeglasses. I picked up pair earlier this month, but I've decided I don't care for them. Phoenix Eyewear in Berkeley is supposed to be THE place to pick up frames, and that's where I found these. I'd never been there but I went there myself earlier this month and got taken. I was ( Read more... )

After a hard day of nothing much at all there ain't nothin' better than a big ol' hunk a pie and a big cup a piping hot black coffee. My pal James was up here for some boring work dinner thing tonight and picked me up for a late night snack over at Polk Street Station. I forgot how great that place is. Everything in there is trains; train set ( Read more... )

Besides bowling balls -- is there a plethora of heavy, round objects, that roll in the world, that I have simply forgotten about? And can someone please explain the coorelation to me, between people that covet these items, and these peoples' inevitable residency in second floor units? I'm simply at a loss at this point.

I'm sitting on an old beat-up kitchen chair that I found abandoned out front of my apartment about a year ago. The computer I'm using was gift last Xmas from the Moes. It's on top of a particle board desk, that I also found out front of my apartment about a ago. Scattered across my desk are: two Tom Waits cd's, a switchblade from Tijuana, three ( Read more... )