“at two in the morning, I walked down boundary street to carteret. it was close to freezing as I watched the moon fingerpaint the beaufort river with a long ribbon of silver. I was freezing and could not have cared less. I made the sign of the cross when passing by st. peter’s catholic church […]
elliott
“george jones would be singing all the time. it would be like new york in reverse. people would be nice to each other for no reason at all. and it would smell good.” r.i.p. elliott smith. 1969-2003 […]
blank
there is no more contemptuous bitch than a blank canvas. […]
down by law
lately i have been thinking about this whole “law blog” thing, and if my site is really one of those, or not, or whatever. I mean, occasionally I write about the law, about something one of my professors said, or whatever, but for the most part, my writing is pretty absent of any overt law […]
one that won’t make me sick
in place of zoloft my marijuana queen is waiting to inhale […]
rappers at the point
“chang, a 28-year-old entrepreneur, said he watched rap videos like many teenagers. He said he thought his understanding of hip-hop wordplay would make his game acceptable, though the taiwanese immigrant has not set foot in a ghetto since arriving in the united states with his parents at age 8.” – from ‘ghettopoly’ incites protests by […]
fuck bein’ anything else.
all I gots ta say is…speakerboxxx. the love below. get this, immediately. right on to tha real, and death to tha fakers. […]
lakota
“religion is for people who don’t want to go to hell. spirituality is for people who have already been there.” – lakota man […]
isabel2
hurricane isabel is a punta. and yes. that is my car. […]
ornithology
the rain fell so steadily today, and I raced back and forth from my office to the parking meter standing watch over my car all damn day, collecting raindrops all along the run. melancholy is my mood, my magic, and my melody. she is the root of all my art and the foundation of most […]
das boot
thank you, mayor williams. keep up the good work. I hope you choke on that fuckin’ bowtie. […]
venerdi cinque
first off, my apologies for doin’ this, but I couldn’t resist copying you. here goes (sans psychology): 1. what housekeeping chore(s) do you hate doing the most? mopping. absolutely, positively. I would rather clean a toilet with a toothbrush then take a rubbermaid gripper mop to a filthy linoleum floor. I don’t like to fold […]
told by a fool
so finally my host got the necessary requirements for movable type. while I like it overall, I am really sorry to lose all the comments from past entries, though I could bring the old posts in here. ok, I still have to go back and fix the comments and archives pages (make em pretty and […]
haiku
The boys marched and played at death among bushes marked by metal monsoons. […]
Coming Mad Provocative
new layout. back to the books. […]