No Chopin, You Cannot Have the Soft Spot.

I like butterfly bandages, for the most part.

The world is all about aesthetics not actuality.  If it looks good, it sells good.  Not until the 5th day of shit filled liveries do they realize what they have gotten themselves into.

I talked to my editor about my book and we brainstormed a first chapter and a basic outline for its structure.  Its going to be a wonderfully fun spin on a fair ride. Ups, downs, and all arounds.  Im going to start work on it later this week.

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It Such a Good Vibration

There have been days where i go, well the entire day without speaking.  From sunup to sundown not saying a word to anyone or anything, and then i will randomly sing a catchphrase and screw everything up.

I recently put a bid in on my halloween/random ass fun time costume, which is a giant deluxe chicken costume.  i must say that the moment i get it i am taking it out of the box and going running around campus.  I wish i knew someone who has recently purchased a strange and exotic Halloween costume that could chase me in a whimsical and witty attempt at dry or stereotypical humor.  I honestly had no idea who Continue reading “It Such a Good Vibration”

Street Savoir Faire

I know my titles make no damn sense, but neither do my blogs….so in a strange opposing sense of idiosyncratic ideology my titles, being as strange as my written prose, makes perfect and complete sense with the text i produce.

So we had a totally rockin’ bake sale today.  and i found out something very integral about my being, i couldn’t bake cookies to save a childs life.  Sorry there little Timmy, but if that mean man with the gun decides that a cake is proper compensation for your life than your pretty much screwed.  I know i know you were going to be an Inside Out Batman this year for Halloween but right now ole Brocy’s culinary ability doesn’t stack up to stale shit and you are getting jacked.

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