THE POWER OF POSITIVE BULLSHIT
If only I could harness the power of the bullshit that rages within my breast - to utilize it in superhuman ways, defying gravity and other physical laws,…
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If I were alive
I’d kick your ass
If I were real
my head would explode
If anything mattered
we’d all have long since killed ourselves
but in the…
His foot smashed into the door heel first, the full force of his muscular legs driving against the bland expressionlessness of its expanse. The sound was deafening. He was visualizing his…
I’M SICK TO DEATH OF MY OWN APATHY.
YOU CAN ONLY DO NOTHING FOR SO LONG.
If you call it cheese
some dumb fuck will eat it.
The Metaverse Excuse-O-Mat
-- for when you have to get away with something…
BOB’S ELECTRIC DAY
It was a plain old day, he said.
(His smile shone with savored recollection.)
I had a job in San Mateo. I was driving
back up here like any time.…
I was on a late night errand that required a visit to the bank machine. As I drove up toward my bank on quiet side streets, I saw a man ahead of me who strode toward the boulevard on foot. He…
grateful
Sweeping the Gene Pool
Grey as the bones of hated children
bowed like rickets-addled legs
Her teeth looked like they’d try to bite her
Her smile ate the air around her…
Her hand was soft, much softer than her voice. I stood at the bank of metal boxes that dispensed BART tickets, trying to tell which one was working and gave change for a $20. My bill wilted…
All cooked food aspires to the condition of fruit.—Harold McGee, quoted in Steingarten’s The Man Who Ate Everything.
Kayaking here was pretty cool… otters and seals and such… A juvenile pelican almost took out Charles; neither of them looked too comfortable after…
...soft and bouncy as a baby’s head - makes you feel safe and playful…
RECIPE CORNER
-- and yes, huts have corners, this isn’t some damn yurt - so anyway I’m showing my love for the world by sharing…
I saw her get on the bus around Polk Street, mismatched and garishly made up, her face stretched taut. She sat near the front and glared at people as they got on and walked past her, her head…
Denneheywear: Makes a small man bigger and a big man huge!
Scone is the loneliest pastry…
Today’s deadly schedule: up at 3:30, out at 4:30 on the 38 downtown to Powell street; BART from Powell to Oakland 12th Street; meet Anthony outside the station and passenge in his deskmobile to…
INSPIRED BY NEGOTIATING WITH MANAGEMENT FOR A NEW CONTRACT
He grinned without smiling If I crossed a weasel with a beaver, I don’t know if I’d call it a beaver-weasel or a beasel. They’re both good.
Noted on the approach to Oakland: The sunset stained the tailings pond till blood lay on the land.
Crank Dot Net: bombsquad advises us to crank it up
something about stress makes me rhyme: The sky grew black Men stopped their work here’s one that’s more FUN: Well you worthless rugrats did you think we’d turn the heat off? When I get off the bus on my way to work I walk through an area where I don’t like to linger. I take the shortest route…
Just because I don’t like salted plums doesn’t mean nobody likes salted plums. I mean, look at all the salted plums that people…
WARNING! (a bombsquad special)
return to RECIPE CORNER: FIRE MANGOS
and spoke without breath
like he thought it beguiling
it looked more like death
END OF THE LINE
Too many times I trod these steps
the planks split-smiling at my feet
familiar is the dust I breathe --
contempt,…
rain whipped the trees
he’s coming back
the orchards freeze
and scanned the plain
one man alone
the…
Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten where you spend your darkened…
This is a great snack and can be very sloppy. So many great things are. Get a good mango - not a crappy one, that’s your first mistake right…