Thursday, October 29, 2009

You have to get those little
one handed plastic floss holder type things
otherwise you can't floss, draw and
signal all at the same time.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I'm taking note of folks in holes.
A lot goes on below street level.
What they call the underworld.
And hipper folks call it the underground.

Friday, October 23, 2009

The visor has become a badge of clarity,
whether it is cloudy or not.

Monday, October 19, 2009

And the people with machines
just come by and scoop it up and
replace it.

That'll be us someday.
Scooped up maybe,
but not replaced.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

We are phone booths.

I miss them and their inconvenience.
And their portrayal in movies.
They were important.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Sometimes listening to the radio
while your visuals are going by, as in a car,
can be intriguing, even dangerous.


Todays timing caused angry words to surface.
We got over it, but marks were made nonetheless.

Timing is sweet.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Sometimes the feral street newspaper
will appear to be alive.

I will miss that.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Health is important.
Or so they tell us.
And time is important.
So they say.

We admire these things,
but disrespect them as well.

One plus the other equals lazy.

Monday, October 5, 2009

People are getting very expensive tickets for this.

No one cares and as well they shouldn't.

Of all the other stupid things people do
while they're driving.
This is embarrassing.

Like drawing.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Friday, October 2, 2009

Theres a lot of people on this earth.
We just need something to do.



Thursday, October 1, 2009

Does anyone know a very old pool man?
Where do they go?
What do they do?
Who are you?