March 2012
Today is a holiday of LEAPING proportions!
Leap Day is a holiday that I love. If I had no shame (which I don’t, I just have no appeal) I would do scandalous things because anything that happens today is null and void. Because Leap Day is an extra day of nothingness. It really doesn’t even exist. I wish I could just do what I wanted… be like, “Hey, you, yeah, you’re fucking amazing and adorable and I like you. So, yes.” But, I wouldn’t...
February 2012
“There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now,...”
– Hamlet (5.2)
Shake the Dust by Anis Mojgani
This is for the fat girls. This is for the little brothers. This is for the school-yard wimps, this is for the childhood bullies who tormented them. This is for the former prom queen, this is for the milk-crate ball players. This is for the nighttime cereal eaters and for the retired, elderly Wal-Mart store front door greeters. Shake the dust. This is for the benches and the people sitting...
a poem is a city by Charles Bukowski
a poem is a city filled with streets and sewers filled with saints, heroes, beggars, madmen, filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and periods of drought, a poem is a city at war, a poem is a city asking a clock why, a poem is a city burning, a poem is a city under guns its barbershops filled with cynical drunks, a poem is a city where...
I thoroughly believe that playing an instrument...
When people say “music is my life,” sometimes I think that to really mean that, you have to have experienced what it is like to make music. It’s so amazing. No matter the instrument, really.
Those damn musical people sometimes.
*I’m going to pretend that I’m busy on ALL OF THE NIGHTS THAT THE MUSICAL SHOWS even though I’m IN IT because I think it’s fucking hilarious* OH YEAH *and witty* Really? Stop that. You complain about being in it, after trying out because you wanted it SO BAD, and then you try to be witty and funny and make idiotic comments. So obnoxious. I can’t. Pit band is the only...
