The Godfather at 12 is pretty badass. 😊

my dad took me to see The Godfather when i was 12. it seems like i felt cool.

i like this.

I took this one maybe a minute before the other.

It was pretty yummy. 😊

looks sooo good.

I’m ready to hog.

In unrelated news, I answered the door moments ago without a shirt. It was the UPS driver. I think things will be weird between he and I moving forward.

“Yes” in your very best Bender. ;)

Not sure but I wish I knew. I’d like to see more.

Thanks :)

There’s much to be said for that. I feel undone when life’s a mess but I can also feel undone when life’s a pie.

i have enjoyed the cicada most this year. very shady lot outside my apartment. lots of the tree the bug love.

and on another plane, the skull looks exactly like me. take a look at me and my little brother don. now just imagine that not only are the whiskas not there, but neither is the fat, skin, and muscle. or the fate. i gave up early, it’s true, but gravity has won. don is 13 months younger than me. he’s got 2 kids and one grandchild. i got 2 cats and a pernicious…case of arthritis. i am at least an inch taller than don but you’d never know it anymore. like the knights of columbus and those silly red capes, i been itching to use pernicious in a goddam sentence. and you know how i love my elipsi…

tcrbang! contest: i’ve boughten into the whole concept and i’ve gotten good at it. ~~~~ :)

the coolective. conscience. but i can’t spell…we’ll start a band and call it the? Moody Pricks?

who’s the artist? because i love her. who do ya suppose bit their finger like that the first time?

i don’t always know how to say that i appreciate these musing. much.

i drove across to iowa on saturday and returned on monday. it was like this. no humidity. no rain. i was stark raving sober and i felt like driving off a cliff… that’s a comment on how i feel a little off when things are good. begin to feel a need to punish myself.

it is strongly identifying with, IE: “I KNOW”. it isn’t good or bad. fill-in-the-blank is a disease. we didn’t ask for it. etc. in other news: ELO doesn’t like the feeling of narcotics. i was talking to a dr. who only uses his first name and he told me that blank per cent of the population enjoys alcohol, and others don’t. blank per cent of the population enjoys (experiences the effects of as pleasureable) marijuana. and the per cent goes up exponentially for opiates and cocaine. myself? i felt left out a time or two and tried to like tobacco. it makes me deathly ill. i feel nausea and my head spins. i strongly enjoy the feeling of opiates and marijuana. i can usually stand the effects of alcohol. i love sugar and i can eat my weight in shreeump. (my cousins from the gulf coast said this and i was profoundly tickled.) :}