Always buy the foam machine

Hey there cutie,
Yes, I'm talking to you. I'm sure you deserve it, walking around looking like you do. Don't be embarrassed, look at you, everyone else is. Embrace it, those looks are what keeps the race propagating, without you we would have died of during the bubonic plague...
SO take pride in it, read the rest of the blog it's for you.....
What a Sunday today has been, I don't know about the three of you, but for me it has been nothing but introspection and pop culture consumption, many of you might write that off as a day wasted but for me,that's one for the record books.
There is always something to be said for taking it easy, hell the eagles don't just write about anything, you have to really mean something. Witchy Women you ask?...Case closed.

Plowing through darkness that looks a lot like snow,
Bits of brilliant dark light penetrating you so.
Cheers, jeers are thoughts much the same
A dream deferred, caught out in the rain.
Soft gentle prose with a stained cheap shirt
Hard rigid words,learned nothing, and wishing you hurt.
Simple pentameter, attempts to attain
something, that with luck, wont be washed away in that rain.
A fucked-up pick-up, covering the road,
flashes of headlights, bodies it seems to corrode.
Three day old snow, often feels old,
Transient nature,left out in the cold.


Or some shit, its therapeutic to write simple poetry/hip-hop lyrics. I have to admit that ive been going to bed earlier and earlier, I guess this holiday cheer is penetrating deeper and deeper, something that I usually enjoy. However, this year, unlike years past, I've let it blow by far to quickly. I suppose in order to truly savor something you have to keep it part of the cognizant mind, let it dance around in those lobes, kiss a wrinkle under the mistletoe, not let it be the background to something/everything else.
Some might smell a broader application to that philosophy, but not me, I'm not into philosophy, you cant handle my infinite nature.
So take it from me, savor it, suck it, live in it. Make sure and do something this evening that ensures you know it happened. There is no greater tragedy then when someone asks what you did last night, not being able to distinguish it from every other night.
What are my plans? A microwave dinner and watching Roadhouse, do as I say, not as I do.