I don't hate the cars as much as I hate how vain the people are that own them. I know some people that can actually justify (in my opinion) owning large trucks or SUVs, but seriously, to claim that it will do much more for you than gain attention I think is complete ignorance of one's true motivations.
curve the brim just a bit the right, and whether you can catch me late or in the early morning moonlight, I've got a whole lotta love and whole lotta fight.... deep inside here, not in vain, unplug the drain, and wash down the fear... it's getting near...to the end, but the wounds I'll mend, and all of our bones either break
Well Trin, stay or go, you gotta do what you gotta do. A while back I took a week long hiatis from Joeuser just to balance out the time I was spending on it. It doesn't have to be an all or nothing, but you do have to figure out where your priorities are right?
Always flattered Trin, thanks a lot. Interesting to hear an honest read on others...that takes guts.
$59,840 MSRP is the price of a Victory Red H2 Hummer with the limited edition package. Your assignment is to purchase whatever other car or cars you want with this total pricetag. I'm so tried of seeing these wastes of space on the road...and don't get me started on the Hummer limos....(sigh). So if you're thinking about getting one I'd like to point out that you c
Thanks for the insight Mel. I would really like to edit this one because I think it shows my ADD* too much starting as something silly and ending up trying to portray some genuine revelations. But then again, maybe that's how I always am which really confuses people....start out with a joke and then get all serious while they still think I'm trying to be funny. Regardless, I do like this poem and hope that it will cause me some agony trying to edit
5 Liter Box Wine SuspecTed Loneliness and Independence are only as expensive as a 5-liter box of wine… Or so I thought. Or so one would think, But you’ll sink on this sea I’ve made, Bounding waves, and deserted islands…without shade. Loneliness and independence are $7 plus tax…but unavailable on Sundays. Unavailable
Hands SuspecTed I provide Dry pens, Papercuts, To these hands That owe me rent. They’re so ungrateful. I provide 4-string instruments, The steering wheel, The occasional female. Still no “thank you.” No Fist Fights, Nail biting…any longer. Instead I am mocked.<BR
Funny? Yes, there is little doubt in my mind that it is.
No one who can refer to themselves as an "unlucky shlub" can be unlucky. Anyone who is clever enough to come up with such a description of themselves is indeed....lucky. Loved this Chris....you could be the next Garrison Keilor....hmm....we should find out who they have lined up to take his spot.
I like the attempt at rebellion....I may not be successful in my rebellions, but at least I attempt them.
Just a short rhyme today then a breif blog entry. These visions are smoke screened, with coughing fits of pipe dreams, and we all watch our lives in wide screen. The subtitles are in small font, so small that we miss the moral and the plot, and the portal we have sought... has closed forever, or cracked its hull and sunk
Trin - Thanks for your support, at least I'll maintain the ambition to keep posting here for awhile. Unfairman - Yeah it's just like the adopt a highway thing. I'm trying to talk my family into doing it right now. Capt. Cornbread - Holy post batman! Will be sweet to get on your new trail. Right now there are like 3 main trails within a short ride from my apt. (1 within 100 feet). On occasion I've made it to places quicker biking t
Fair enough...it's not like I made it up. Good luck with the paper Trin.
I used to really dred the summer and heat, but now that I've found so many things I like doing outside I'm pretty psyched. Hope the warmth is headed your way Nicky.
It was about 25 degrees when I left my apartment today for the 11 mile ride to work and when I arrived my water bottle was frozen...when I biked home for my extended lunch break it was near 45 or so, and when I returned to work it was near 60....gotta love MN. Anyway, I'm still in the midst of my weekly panic attack. Work is steady, but not necessarily in a
I like this Chris because it seems to emote a message of awe and wonder as a whole instead of disecting it into parts in order to force deep thoughts. "Well I think the stars are like Gods salt, and God's just waiting to eat us" - Can't Hardly Wait
Thanks for reading guys...I was happy with this part a lot...I may have to use it in a more serious piece sometime. It shows, in your eyes and silences, when the stars in your iris were in perfect allignments, but don't confine us....
I don't know who that is....but does she/he have a sister? Ha ha.
the title made me laugh enough...I do miss the old neighborhood video store that had two movies for $2 tuesdays....that rocked.
Chris...please repost this as a poem.....(spacing only a suggestion)....awesome. I'd like to say that I stand and ponder the mysteries of life or my future. I'd like to say that I try to fathom the sheer amount of them in sky. I'd like to say that I try to figure out how people can be so different when we all live under the same sky. I'd like to say any of those things, but if I did I'd be lyin
Blood only runs from these shins when these pedals bite, when I'm coastin' through SLP at night, it's a sight... to see this blur, to see all you yuppies scatter and stir, see two double walled rims whir.... But this ain't no escalade, does it look like I need an expensive car to get laid? Fuck that, it's the recovering-suburban p
Thanks Beal....really....thanks.
Heavy poem...passionate. Can God not be found in the happiness we can find here in this world?
Cute was exactly my reaction...I look forward to the second foray.
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