Drivin. at a party?
Get out to leave.
I have something...
Something big & awkward.
Anyway, I wait for everyone
else. I wait on something
I drove around & pulled in
by the house.
Building a collage- screaming
Book to build any prop.
War? Some sort.

I'm caffeinated.

Life is good.

Tick tock. Tick tock.
Fit me into your one second, two second clock.
Orange nose.
Only if it's clear.
Perfect orange.
We don't allow those others here.

I was playing some hybrid of monopoly and trivial pursuit. I was trying to answer a question and was really struggling with it. Then Graeme Bailey showed up as a ghost and said ( Read more... )

So about a month ago I started keeping a dream journal. If anyone who is reading this does not do this, DO IT. Just put a notebook and a pen within arm's reach of where you sleep. Don't put it any further or it won't work (trust me ( Read more... )

"All musicians are subconsciously mathematicians." - Thelonious Monk

That's where you're WRONG, Mr. Monk.

I'd speak my mind if I knew I had one.

Well,
I guess I'm educated or some shit like that.

I knead music.

Even if you already believe that gays have the right to marry, you should watch this clip. Everybody in America should watch this clip.

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