April 2012
7 posts
Something is lacking, I’m not attracting My...
Woke up. Got out of bed. Placed the stylus of my record player onto the first Ramones record. Blitzkrieg Bop rang out true. I walked into the kitchen and said, “Lucy, where’s the pancakes?” “The waffles are on the counter.” “I wanted pancakes! Not waffles.” “You requested waffles, sir.” I pouted. “You’re a lousy robot Lucy.” I quickly ate the waffles and shuffled out the door. Got into my Flyer...
The Blazers - Beaver Patrol
S&M Airlines
Sometimes I think that the world and everything in it lacks meaning. And that blowing your mind with drugs is the only thing that has real meaning in the Universe.
I think I’m having a nervous breakdown. I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m growing tired of doing the same old things. It seems there’s only a few things to do anymore and that’s - listen to music, watch TV/movies or read. I don’t have the attention span to do any of these things and I feel that I’ve already listened to all the music and watched all the movies that I am really interested in. I’m...
I feel like an alcoholic. I’m sitting back drinking a Mountain Dew, listening to ‘I Wanna Be Your Baby’ by NOFX. I feel depressed. But more so; I feel depressed about life. So I’m gonna try to make myself write when I feel like there’s nothing to do. When that feels like most of the time. It just doesn’t seem like there’s anything to do anymore. And I am sick of doing the same old thing. I’m...
180 degrees
I am getting so bored with everything. And I’m getting ready to live on the streets. Because at least on the streets there seems like there’s something to do.
March 2012
3 posts
I am a retard sober.
I don’t know how to do anything. And I feel like I’m struggling with everything.
Well, no one wants me on cough medicine…
I think I’ll pick up a dope habit instead.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Back from rehab.
Tired.
Interesting time.
Actually, I spent a lot of the time reading Friedrich Nietzsche.
For some reason I thought I’d never be able to read a Nietzsche book. I was always so intimidated by him. I heard a lot of things about him before reading his stuff; and so I built this negative conception of him. Which I knew I had to break down by fucking reading his work. And if...
February 2012
11 posts
So it’s pretty late. 2:23 am. And I’m suffering a severe allergenic and cold attack. I can’t breathe.
Today I go back to rehab.
I’m realizing staying off the cough pills might be a bit trickier than I thought because I’m watching the Beck ‘Loser’ music video… and that song & video was definitely recorded by a stoner, for stoners. And so is most of the music I listen to.
But I just...
Tomorrow is back to Hell.
oops. I mean, back to Rehab.
but I shouldn’t complain too much cause at least it gives me a place to go other than laying on the streets of Baltimore at 4 in the morning freezing my ass off. which is what I was doing up until just a few days ago.
I picked up a book! Stephen King’s Different Seasons. Which contains the story, Shawshank Redemption.
I was a...
If I could do anything in the world …
You’d probably see me laying on a couch next to a girl playing Mario 3 or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles; and picture me smoking a joint. (the original Nintendo game - not the Chuck E Cheese version. which by the way is the second one.)
And eating pizza and bread sticks preferably from Little Caesers.
and also listening to a lot of punk rock in...
December 2011
1 post
So my friend said to me, “It’s 8 o’clock.”
And I said, “oh really?”
He said, “Sure. It’s 8 o’clock.”
I said, “what do you mean by that?”
He said, “It’s 8 o’clock. That’s what I mean by it.”
And I said, “No. I mean, more precisely. What do you mean by that?”
...
November 2011
10 posts
Story (My Problem Child)
Leroy is walkin and hummin ‘Timmy the Turtle’, then the following happened. “Is that the Mighty Mighty Bosstones that you’re singing?” “No, It’s NoFX.” “I think it’s the Mighty Mighty Bosstones.” “I don’t know. You might be right.” “Hi, welcome to Starbucks. What would you like?” “Do you serve crack?” The guy behind the register hesitated a moment and said, “I don’t think so. But that’s a...
writings while in the hospital
Somewhere between 2, 3 or 4 in the morning. Got up to take a piss but ended up dancing a little bit in the bathroom and serenading ‘A Few Ways to Fuck’ by NOFX (as usual); now I can’t sleep. And I feel awful. Probably because I drank a Mountain Dew with a Starbucks espresso. I knew they were shit… No wonder my first exposure to the place of business that would fire me for showing up late when I...
on the quest for the meaning of life
Well…
I just so happened to be slowing walking down the stairs, moaning, and mumbling ‘go to work wasted’ by NOFX, and upset since I had wasted the night by choosing to watch ‘Paranormal Activity’.
But then I had an obscure thought.
An atheist would probably tell you that they believe in evolution (and I do, but I wouldn’t say I’m an atheist)… If...
DMZ, you’re gonna miss me
not worth reading
“So where are we going?” “He told me that we go to the end of Cedar Avenue. Then take a left and he’d be standing on the corner by the sewer drain.” “Dude, we’ve been driving around for like 20 minutes. And we haven’t seen him yet. Fuck it. Let’s just get some burgers. No dime bag is worth this much trouble.” “It’s only 8:10. He said he’d be there at 8. Let’s just give it another 5 minutes.” As...
Tomorrow I start work at Ledo’s Pizza. Hopefully I’ll walk into a suicide machine.
For maybe about 10 years, I’ve held inside the conviction that the Voodoo Glow Skulls had a song featured on a Taco Bell commercial. Well thanks to my procrastination and boredom - I looked it up on the newly invented internet. (And??..) I was absolutely right! ‘Left for Dead’. They did!
Now they get free Taco Bell for life!
those motherfuckers.
I’ve figured out that pretty much no one wants me around and doesn’t feel like acknowledging my existence. I don’t know why I bother still leaving my facebook page up - I guess in the hope that it’ll change.
Life is really pointless when you’re all by yourself.
(Arthur, the world’s gone and passed you by. don’t ya know it, don’t ya know it.)
October 2011
17 posts
I love taking a shower and getting lost in the waterfall. I think when I grow up I’m gonna put built-in speakers, a screen and a DVD player into the shower. Maybe put a black light into the bathroom to get a real cool luminescent feeling.
There’d be nothing like waking up in the morning to the animated Clerks TV show.
Cause in the shower, that’s where the magic happens…
if 6 was 9
I’d like to figure out an equation or a way of proving that the past is still in existence. I don’t mean in memory; I mean that anything that has been or will be is still lively in existence at this very moment.
I might have misunderstood Quantum Theory at first, or thinking about General Relativity; or I might have just been plain high or in a manic episode. But about a year ago, I...
I think if I drive a car with a head full of mescaline and LSD into a wall, then maybe I’ll get noticed by a girl.
Listen
hanging out in 1966
So I’m walking down the street, movin‘ my feet so they do a zig zag thing. Then I’m back at my place and the phone rings… “Hello” “Sup” “Who’s this?” “This is G Dawg.” “g dAWG?” “Mann… G Dawg. We met at the corner last week.” “Oh yeah. Were you selling bud?” “Yeah.” “Oh. Let me call you back on Saturday. I’ll probably pick up an ounce.” “Cool. Later.” That was my friend, G Dawg. After that I took...
the Rum Diary
So The Rum Diary, by the legendary Dr. Gonzo, is hitting theaters October 28th. I’m pretty excited for this film because Hunter S. Thompson has been my favorite writer for years. In fact, it was reading his book on the Hell Angel’s years ago that inspired me to become a writer. Maybe if it hadn’t been for that, I wouldn’t be spelling out these words beyond my eyes now.
I...
hanging out in pikesville
It was about 4 o’clock; morning time. That’s the time when the Sun comes up, out of the side of the planet.
I was walking down the street, carrying a transistor radio, listening to the Kingsmen’s song ‘Louie Louie’ as it was playing on the radio; pretty good. Not many people know that the drummer says ‘fuck’ in the middle of the song.
All of a sudden a car started to pull up next to me.
“Hey...
The Moneygoround
Hello pretend journal, how are you doing this evening? I’m writing to you tonight in the hope that I can write something daily.
I am kind of exhausted. And I have no idea what to write about. What do people do with these things? And what is the purpose of writing?
I’m reading a book on Quantum Theory. Pretty interesting stuff. Though I haven’t nailed down all these specifics yet - I am...
My Brain Tells My Body
September 2011
2 posts
