The well-adjusted, socially-conscious representation of Man’s better half is fully cognizant of just how shitty a person he really is, but she can’t help hoping there’s some way to change his behavior in a permanent way. She’ll undertake a relationship as a challenge, a ceaseless battle to be fought until: a) she wins b) she … Continue reading Love
I won’t drag out the inevitable if it means that you’ll turn into a puddle on the floor before I’m even getting to the point of my visit. It pains me to be the errand boy for these kinds of things, even if I am getting paid handsomely. You’ve undoubtedly noticed how much things are … Continue reading Frosty’s Eviction
Everything falls on top of everything else in the waystation of our shattered consciousness, building pressure and adding weight where a sane person would shrug and go about the day as though uncompromised by circumstance and accumulation– aware of the fact, ignoring it for progress [or so they say].
There’s nothing like constantly haranguing the world into submission with your evocative words and pro-life agendas, especially if you wear tailored suits and carry an unlit cigar with you wherever you go.
Fell upon a sixteen-pound cookie baked by Eleanor Roosevelt, then tumbled into the mine shaft connecting Florida to Wyoming. Made a right turn at wherever the wild prairies blew ragweed, but had to double back away from the prairie dogs. Ran through a tunnel built for giants to feast within, realized those giants were hungry … Continue reading Giants to Feast