Go ahead and bleed your meaning away may it seep in streams and as it falls in bulbous beads don’t you dare allow it to clot for a scab would mean the death of diminishing vision.
Month: July 2003
A Horse Is a Horse
Call me insensitive or maybe a tad unsentimental (as if that were a just description), but I don’t understand people’s fascination with racehorses. A few months ago, sportscasters were hyping up some horse named Funny Cide and how he might win the Triple Crown. Forgive me, but I found that pointless. And now we’ve got…
The Strong Silent Type
It’s 2am, and the club has closed. Outside, while everybody else is walking to their cars, my friends decide to join a swarm of horny and expectant guys mobbing two incredibly hot chicks that are shamelessly enjoying the attention. Yes, the girls are hot, but they’re obviously stringing the guys along because it’s fun to…
A Plague on Both Your Houses?
Conrado: what are you afraid of? Kevin: failure, the dark, and sometimes God Conrado: so you’re scared of uncertainty? Kevin: i think so Kevin: and you? Conrado: i’m scared of the dark, infinity, and being normal Kevin: being normal is definitely a fear of mine as well Kevin: but we can’t all be superstars Kevin:…