I woke up in Kennett Square yesterday. I tried to sober up by eating the cheese of a goat. I couldn't shake the people I was with. Blazered, appropriate types. The folks who know a thing or two about wine. I sniff the bouquet and tell them, "Mmm, I smell that it is wet, and alcoholic."
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
who needs a calendar anyway.
i woke up 2 weeks early for halloween. i don't give a damn because i've been sleeping since last august. my costume is complete.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Blue Skyy
I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Every day was too painful a day for me
Then vodka came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but they're not gray anymore
Blue skyy
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skyy
Do I see
blue skyy
now i'm singing a song
nothing but blue skyy
all day long
Never did my wit shine so bright
Never saw tonic go so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
blue day
all of them gone
nothing but blue skyy
from now on
Every day was too painful a day for me
Then vodka came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but they're not gray anymore
Blue skyy
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skyy
Do I see
blue skyy
now i'm singing a song
nothing but blue skyy
all day long
Never did my wit shine so bright
Never saw tonic go so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
blue day
all of them gone
nothing but blue skyy
from now on
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
On the lam in Punxsutawney
with an Irish flight attendant named Drew. Hot towels and warm nuts, ladies.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
haaPPy BirthdaY Narvy
evidently it is the birthday of that mad little aspoe fool, RNarvaez. Go watch his cute little brown peepers on Youtube, reading about that slut, Inez.
and if you REALLY love him, you'll head on over to Asinine Poetry, and submit yourself a poem.
and if you REALLY love him, you'll head on over to Asinine Poetry, and submit yourself a poem.
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