woke up-drove to the autoglass place-dropped off auto-when to this moo-shoo-burrito place on the corner of 15th ave and thomas and ordered the mongolian tofu plate-stopped for cash at wells fargo- guy on a bike at wells fargo on 51st ave and indian school asked me how to get to the dmv- i told him it was across the streets- i wonder what he was ( Read more... )

don't know where to begin, this has to be something blocking the mind. translates to harness thought, god i feel boring right now. just never too sure who's listening. so i clam up easy. not that it helps. I carry a list around.

gay guys keep hitting on me.

in other news
nada de nada played tonight um err... last night with sigh red and the roots of orchis it was fun. smokey bars make it hard to sing and change your hearing a bit.

there is a hint of truth in all good lies
it is a practiced look done with your eyes
it can tell you when you are going to die
but will not tell me if i am still alive

or not

pitch black dirty heart
oozing out from the core
the dirty rotten stinking truth
make a man out of you
and mocks the man you are.

Rock is Healthy: I was trying to play my fluteI tried and it made a tootI was concerned and checked it outI looked in the tube and got juice in my eyeThere was juice in my flute!There was juice in my flute!There was juice in my flute!There was juice in my flute!I quickly put a cup to my face and drank itI drank my face!There was juice in my flute! ( Read more... )

i start my new job in about 45 minutes! guitar and keyboard city here i come!

saw don caballero tonight damn it was good. damn!

balls of fire
firing at my watch

lick a tire
kick a crotch

ride the bullet
scratch a notch

bedpost buzzsaw
drop the squatch

SASS Squatch! X8

goats and bullshit!
bowls of goatspit!

deal with the devil
demons in your bong.

laser knife inquiries
need not apply
tennis shoe fashion shows
with garbage on rye!

smokedeath
chokebreath
goonstains

hey poo pants!
goons of stew
run at you,
my brain is
a trainiac
drained
of its goo

dead or dying,
old and grey,
too many troubles
coming my way
i look hard for the answers
but find to my dismay
this life has been a scam
from my very first day
so i set down my ambition and pursuit of true grace
and lay whithered here dried up
an old remnant now wasted