im usually behind  but the holidays make it worse but of nowhere they sneak up on you as the abominable snowman slouching its way from the depths of winters darkness he crashes down on you just like he did to Rudolph and Hermes and you wonder how he got so damn heavy maybe you’re just…

It’s nice to know it’s not just that you’ll never please everybody Its that you’ll never fully please anybody Not god Or mommy Or teacher  Or husband  Or you Its a relief in a reality where The audition never ends The script they gave me keeps changing And somehow we all got different lines anyway…

rage against the rising tide of conformity – the classic rage against the rising tide of nonchalance rage against the rising tide of apathy rage against the rising tide of dis-romance rage against the rising tide of anti man propaganda rage against the rising tide of anti woman propaganda rage against the rising tide of…

drowning in media you can go days without your own thoughts crossing your mind we already have slurs for bots its always too late and you should’ve started sooner

ive now gone to see superman in the theater three times once for the plot (in IMAX) again to take in the important commentary (in Dolby) and the third time, to completely ignore all of that sink into an AMC prime heated seat stare at David Corenswet and kick my feet

suffering does not create good art good art relieves the suffering get romantic about creation get skeptical of destruction especially if you are being led instead of making your own way

insomnia isn’t a creative phenomenon to be thrust upon I used to write about stars and bars and sex and what’s next tired eyes shift setting minds on hindsights linger on anger over slow burn blindsides this is the destined devolution they warned me would scorn me one way ticket to sickness without a single…

Marc Maron but its been a really long phase Anthony Bourdain in this episode The bartender at Musso and Frank – you had to be there Firefighters – you had to be there with my mother Ricardo Montalban pre-Grandpa Hades laying it down straight Harrison Ford being Harrison Ford Terry Crews eating his last meal…

windows rolled down speed limit transcended grape soda cracked sheryl crow blasted pink reclaimed dress riding up birks hanging on toes dirtied steering wheel pulsing pot hole struck old haunts visited no stops en route

if I had been walking just a foot to the left I would have stepped  right smack dab into the squishiest pigeon ever to make its grave right on SUNSET BLVD.  . . . how am I so lucky? what moved me? what divine intervention  do you call upon  to avoid ruining your favorite shoes…

on my last flight a few weeks ago we took off just before golden hour once we got to 30000 feet the sunlight poured through the cabin windows it was just like daybreak express when the morning gleam bursts through the train cars except I was blasting Sheryl Crow in my ear buds instead of…

sometimes you get a big fucking cavity no big deal you had too many sweets over the holidays youve been avoiding your dentist for a while the last toothpaste you got was approved by that sketchy fuck tenth dentist either way, they gotta drill it outta there unless you want to die of a tooth…

it was a crash landing but The Beach Boys played so it was alright and I survived

some version of me lives in their mind but good god what do they feed it

it could be gone forever drowned inside a locked car  driven into in the local lake or it became a vegetable in the suburban hospital of our choosing never knowing it again I can’t fathom that at all it’ll always be around  On some plane  it and i are a perfect diagram im on the…

I do my dishes too well to be a poet every night they are always finished before I go to bed I do my laundry when the basket is only half way full I floss ive never been arrested been in trouble or gotten in a fight ive never slept with someone I didnt know…

the second i take a banana anywhereit rots could’ve stayed pristine for several days on my counterbetween the salt shaker and unnecessary hard copy bills but no, i slipped it into my backpack by noon it’s soft-spotted and sweatingand i only like my bananas in a very particular stage of ripeness (slightly green and texturally…

time moves so slowly when i throw myself into reality try it with me just look up for a few seconds see how long it takes look around and notice what’s permanent what’s moving past you who’s around you’ve just witnessed what you’ve been missing got fomo?

i love to drive ON THE ROAD That’s a good read Balancing Between Freedom And Limitation thats what makes an engine sound great I’d crash somewhere quiet Without destination  No memory Of where we came from Or where we were going

I curl my hair and feel closer to you trace your words on my tongue im chanting yesterdays prophecy already realized but we can be honest with each other right? level with me here were both just good ole boys buying nightcrawlers ham radio sneaking out to the edge of the world our edge split…

I dont think I ever met any body who actively used advice they received dead ends can force you over the edge

Right. Through. The. Brain. feels good like finishing off a good book or a great man like popping the last slice of clementine in my mouth the tiniest section of the fruit you noticed that one and its always so sour

i move in another dimension i move in another dimension i move in another dimension i move in another dimension

there are two places  I know I can always rely on to harvest Dead Skin behind/inside the ears and behind the ankle bone 🤷‍♀️

this year fuck crashing out im lashing out see you soon!

theres no poetic way to really talk about shit these days the times the politics sex and relationships its not romantic none of it is romantic none of it lights my fire it doesnt inspire any emotion in me thats not despair or frustration wildfires and fascism and misinfo and neo liberalism and therapy I…

Every reel will be a reason to be ashamed you never thought of before a great sales gimmick a big fat waste of life force Each new person you meet will be a revelation a deeply fascinating former atom bomb of all stuck together highly voliltle cells getting ready to explode all over you all…

We called those the big three -recent wisdom from a boomer friend

you spend a lot of time and money in your youth asking  who am i what is this what the fuck!!! it feels like all i can write about sometimes and it feels deep as shit u know?  not original, but deep. enough to roll my eyes at my own self we listen to others…

I was spending some time with a few friends this week (highly recommend for anyone under 35 who hasnt heard of this btw) and I mentioned that im writing this blog. one friend commented, “its so stupid you have to read it.” I really cant tell if I disagree or not. its about everything and…

I dont understand the rigidity of my own time. some things, VERY rigid. some things, VERY flexible. but then some of those rigid things seem flexible and some of those flexible things get rigid. it feels like at most very little makes pure and good sense. I should give some examples. liberal politics. the way…

I’ve been having a hard time understanding my own stream of consciousness.  It’s like the only time I ever really tap into to that shit is when im in the shower. Its like, the water pouring over me gives me that boost of external stimulation.  just the right amount for my brain to function in…

a friend came over just to sing songs with me this week. I dont think I let her get enough of her voice in. I have to watch out for that sort of thing. when I get excited I tend to take over. its probably been five or more years since ive played music with…

What if I never have something to say They had something to say And people loved them bee went to sell gold then buy a gun

I usually get pretty depressed around 9pm. then I get a spark of romance around 12. my mom would say its a glucose crash or something. the gamble is always do I stay up to catch the spark or go to sleep in hopes that I catch it tomorrow. its 1:02am so clearly ive chosen…

I was cooking some eggs today and there was a jumping spider on the stove. luckily he wasnt on burner I was currently using, but it must have been hot for the little fuck. I picked them up to put them in my nearest potted plant. he jumped off my finger and tethered himself to…

I planned on starting something like this a while ago. something u know is authentic bc it doesnt contain any capital letters or punctuation outside of a period to end the terribly long and overly descriptive sentences. I wouldve made all of the Is in this first post lowercase, but I cant figure out how…