September 2011
1 post
August 2011
4 posts
Unofficial End of Summer
Suddenly being in a classroom feels strange, like a stiff dress shirt and there is an obnoxious ghost here.
5 tags
A story about time travel I have been meaning to...
The Casus Belli
Frank stretched his neck, looked toward the ceiling and swallowed hard. The alcohol shot back into his mouth from his throat and he swallowed again. Everyone else slammed their glasses to the table, they growled, spat and coughed as they pounded both fists against the tabletop while others slapped their knees in a drum roll before the next drink. This is how the crew killed time...
July 2011
1 post
July.
It was the first weekend of the month and I skipped out on jury duty to sleep in. It may have been the last weekend but I know for certain it was July. The air was always sharp with gunpowder and the June bugs stuck to the screen door, never leaving even when I did. I spent the entire summer with a single woman and she laid next to me on a twin bed. Bare assed with the triangle patch of hair below...
June 2011
1 post
May 2011
2 posts
from last semester.
These buildings make me nervous by Caesar Gonzalez.
This is a fuck you LA for
Laughing when I came too quickly
both my feet unstick from the adhesive of piss, pop and bubble
gum that coat the cement. Two men fight for prime spots under
the shit-shielding awning of a jewelry shop. I’ve been fighting for
these sidewalks.
And your stories are written in...
Tried a 300 word story for a contest...Failed....
“You think you can tell me where I am on this thing?” The black man, bearded gray with a sordid, formerly crimson, skull cap leaned against the reflective covering of a bus route map.
“I actually don’t know anything about this” Lem walked over to the leaning man and once he was close enough smelled the foreboding urine scent of homelessness on him, “I actually don’t know anything about this; I...
August 2010
1 post
A Quick Note About the Sacrifices of Bad Taste
“You know why so many people gave a shit about Nirvana?” It was a discussion about tone in a writing class. “It had nothing to do with what he was saying, can anyone honestly tell me they knew what all those songs were about?” My professor was eloquent, bald and homosexual and with all restraint I kept from writing him love letters. “It was the way he sang those...
September 2009
1 post
20 minutes
Im writing frantically because Im only 21 for 20 minutes and then this year comes to a close and it has been one of the most interesting of my life. This thing really needs a spell check. 21st year started out with a bang, The girl I was fucking was fucking another guy. A cracker jack who was on the golden plated path to building weapons at NASA (literally). I was jobless, I was friendless, I was...
June 2009
4 posts
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They...
– William Shakespeare
The benefit of the doubt.
my conscience asked me what the ‘benefit of the doubt’ means. I took the lack of understanding as a lack of experience. Not ignorance but naivety. My conscience is happy in this state, so I told her that you mostly learn about the benefit of the doubt when you’re in love, but it mostly entails fooling yourself.
I have come to recognize that the world is full of shit, not to...
Tuesday
My muse is blind, too blind to see me. It’s a nice day. I’m going for a walk. Fuck creativity.
May 2009
10 posts
quick question
you ever look for something that you knew would put you in a bad mood?
a spoonful weighs a ton
One of the toughest semesters I’ve ever been enrolled in is now over, after writing six essays in less than 4 days, taking 4 considerably difficult finals and partying my ass off. I am now prepared to enjoy the fuck out of my summer. Already I find myself in a euphoric state. I’m going to be honest, candid even. I don’t ever remember being so satisfied with my life. I feel...
6am return
Women have the uncanny ability to make you hate yourself.
I ate a sandwich before bed...
…and in my dream I was at a night club under a behemoth of a bridge, it was windy, it was dark and the parking lot was packed. It didn’t look like any kind of club I would go to in reality, I am a little more daring in my dreams I guess. So without a place to park I put the car in a perfectly dark spot in the corner surrounded by a chain linked fence. Kids were snorting lines from...
Midnight Blasphemy
If you were offered the chance to meet the person who invented God, would you?
Seconds
This morning I woke up to a hearty breakfast of steak and eggs, I’m always fed pretty well when my parents take the day off from work, it makes me feel like a child to be fed but I can’t refuse the meal, that would be especially childish. So after I ate, I showered and realized quickly that I had showered right before I fell asleep, so I just stood under the warm water and thought...
April 2009
5 posts
...and now this fucking website isn't complying
I’m trying to upload a song and it’s telling me no. Fuck the tech God. Fuck.
iHate the iPhone
This piece of crap phone, this gem of technology is not doing shit for me, first it won’t map anywhere I want to go and then It doesn’t receive the important calls I need to be getting for work, and then it doesn’t give me the voicemails that are sent until about an hour later. I thought I had an absolutely free morning so I took a nap. I was awaken by the cacophony of various...
Here's something I won't update after this.
This looks like a lot of fun but I would probably never have time for this, as I don’t have time for many fun things aside from binge drinking on the weekend. I have a feeling that get old real fast. Either that or I’ll end up dead real fast. So the summer seems like the impending doom, it just never feels good to have so much free time. I’ll probably out of a job by the end of...
Slow motion betta’ than no motion
– common