Remember that movie with Jude Law and the kid from the Sixth Sense? In it there was this bitchin’ teddy bear that I wanted so badly, and now I think they’re making something like it for real. It may even trump Clocky in the department of cute things I want now. Check out this groovy…
Well damn. You silly sons of bitches. How did ya’ll miss Taint? Its not that far a drive– and I worked my shit. You guys shoulda, too! Phoenix, Alex, and Mike Cooper did. Flordia, New Jeresy, Boston, Virginia? You all missed out. Just sayin’. I’m spellbound by both Grey’s Anatomy and Desparate Housewives. The former…
Of course I’m a cingular subscriber. Their motto is “More bars in more places.” Are you fucking kidding me? Thats my fucking motto.
Larry Poon, lounge singer, drinks. And blogs. And, as the name would imply, sings. He also talks about my alter ego, Skippy St. Croix.
I’m sure it’ll come as no surprise, but I’ve been fired from many a job. If I were a professional bag go-througher, I’d more than likely get terminated for something like this.
So, its not the weed. Its the email. Mickey Mouse is only gonna be in town for 5 more days. Thats a little disappointing, its been nice having 75 of his likenesses runnin’ around. They’ve all kinda denned up over at the Reagan building, which hosts the outdoor dance party I like so much. It…
So, its gotta be the weed?
Trite sonofabitch. Jesus, who let me go on about the past five years? Really? I sounded like some sort of Tracey Gold meets Ghost World Afterschool Special. “Quick! Hide the exacto– he’s a cutter!” Jeeze. Work somehow managed to mumbo-mojo me back into good spirits– one part tobacco and one part good company. Libations later…
This all will mean little to nothing to most. Sophmore year of college was a very, very long time ago. I spent 2001 learning where to put my feet and how to stand. I spent 2002 loving, hating and forgiving. I spent 2003 broken and addicted. I spent 2004 growing, healing, projecting and realizing. 2005…
4/20 has come and gone, ya’ll. I hope everyone celebrated well. The 420 High Council convened, but no new decrees were set or smote. Biotech Companies are thinking about pharming underground in caves. I find it one part facinating and one part shit-tasticly creepy. Before Trev[PaEx] moved to Shippensburg from Harrisburg, we spent probably four…