The Passenger Side

From the vault (July 8, 2000) I don’t like riding on the passenger side …in fact it was only yesterday when i yelled, BUYING A NEW PAIR OF SHOES CURES EVERYTHING THAT AILS YA… AND STOLY’S WORKS IN A PINCH AS WELL.. though because electricity *is* my bio-functional sombrero, you’ll find my lady Macbeth there, […]

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My Podcast

  REFURBISHING MY MIND The Walking Catastrophe…isn’t really a podcast — though I’m not even sure what constitutes a podcast and frankly, I don’t cast any aspersions when sheep die in my sleep either — but it’s more of an extra-crispy swan dive when things behind the wheel grow much bigger than things usually do […]

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The Misfortunates

After days of trying to categorize my seemingly endless string of broken teeth, with the rare pearl illuminating the remnants of smiles all around it, I stood up, made a sweeping gesture to the imaginary MANAGEMENT of my earthly endeavors and vowed to expose each of their scrubby memories with noirish shadows and Gacy-like distortion. […]

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Monday, on Line 4

 I am something asunder, where the applause of a silent sing-along, is given its due time being stood up like a tomato plant, driven down straight, dead, and true.   So as I mentioned earlier. I am different now. (IT WAS NOTHING SPECIAL) From here to here. And there. And some… somewhere, beneath the what, the […]

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