Another night in the Goose. Sorta like sitting in the bus stop for heaven and hell unsure which one your ticket is for but just hoping that its the opposite of the destination for the big, hairy, piss-stinking hobo next to you but really knowing that not only is it the same destination but you two have to share a seat and he is going to grope you ( Read more... )

There was a happy bunny, that people thought was funny, but one day that was sunny... an insane hunter blew his goddamn head off with a real fucking big gunny ( Read more... )

here is my recipe for getting rumors started ( Read more... )

... Even I begin to wonder about my sense of humor when as I watch the video of young Russian office girls falling to their deaths and everyone running around on the ground beneath holding their heads etc, the only thing that comes to mind is the Benny Hill theme song ( Read more... )

Well, what can I say. I am finally posting another thing on dis ting like dat udder ting by dat ting under dose tings. Hmmmmmm ( Read more... )

Well sports fans, so it goes ( Read more... )

The sangria was sweet last night that I saw the beginning of time is one of those things just keep rolling along like they that listen, do you hear that thing is going to keep popping up is the only way we can go from here is the the lesser form of there are no more truths are things we run from in the night hides us from things in the light comes ( Read more... )

Jesus people, what the fuck are we all doing back at this place? Shouldn't we be doing something constructive with our lives by now? No. There is no need to join the great machinations of the nations. Instead we while away our lives in this acadian scene. Fuck it, what else are we to do ( Read more... )

I spent twenty minutes on saturday staring at an 1800 year old iron sculpture of a hindu temple. I do not think the time was wasted though I cannot think of anything I gained by spending this amount of my life looking at an old piece of metal work. It was not particularly beautiful. It did not move me in some inner way? No tears, no inspiration ( Read more... )

It seems truly tranquil moments are hard to come by anymore. But they still exist. Last night I stopped and sat at a picnic table in the moonlight for a few minutes with a friend. Not much was said, just two people sitting for a moment. Such peaceful moments are what seem to stick in my mind for years to come. I remember a moment on a dark ( Read more... )