There's this thing people have about being the first to know something that's due to arrive eventually.
-Well, information is power.
this is going to be another boring entry isn't it?
-yes. but you knew that.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
The T-72
“What kind of rig does he have? I need a guy with a small rig.”
“I don’t know. I could ask him about it.”
“So, you could broker this and get him on hold for me?”
“Yeah. I can do that.”
“Just tell him that I’m asking other people, but if he wants, I can put him on my list.”
“Yeah I can do that.”
“Alright. Where does he live?”
“I think with his dad.”
“Does he smoke weed?”
“Yeah.”
“Does he have a car?”
“I think he has a van.”
...
“So small rig.... Like, describe the right setup.”
“Like my ideal rig? Um, A traynor head and a four ten cab.”
I wrote it down. “So how do you like your new neighbourhood?”
“Um, I found the indie record shop.”
“Is there a Junction local?”
“Yeah. We should go sometime. That girl that was in your band, Betts, she used to work there and maybe still does.”
“Oh yeah? That’d be good. When I get healthy enough to drink.”
“Uh huh. Hey there’s a beer in your fridge. Can I drink it?”
“Oh, you might not want to. I froze it by accident last weekend.”
“So?”
“I thought it was bad to drink a beer after it’s been frozen.”
“Not canned beer.”
“I hadn’t heard that.”
He took a big gulp and smacked his lips and smiled, a little beer squirted out. “Mmmm, delicious beer.”
“Freak.”
...
...
‘I was thinking about how you’re down on yourself for being short. I found out something that might make you feel better.”
I stared at him.
“Did you know that the Soviets designed their T-72 specifically for soliders under 5'6"?” He bobbed his head up and down, smiling, drinking the thawed beer. “It’s one of the greatest tanks of all time.”
“I don’t know. I could ask him about it.”
“So, you could broker this and get him on hold for me?”
“Yeah. I can do that.”
“Just tell him that I’m asking other people, but if he wants, I can put him on my list.”
“Yeah I can do that.”
“Alright. Where does he live?”
“I think with his dad.”
“Does he smoke weed?”
“Yeah.”
“Does he have a car?”
“I think he has a van.”
...
“So small rig.... Like, describe the right setup.”
“Like my ideal rig? Um, A traynor head and a four ten cab.”
I wrote it down. “So how do you like your new neighbourhood?”
“Um, I found the indie record shop.”
“Is there a Junction local?”
“Yeah. We should go sometime. That girl that was in your band, Betts, she used to work there and maybe still does.”
“Oh yeah? That’d be good. When I get healthy enough to drink.”
“Uh huh. Hey there’s a beer in your fridge. Can I drink it?”
“Oh, you might not want to. I froze it by accident last weekend.”
“So?”
“I thought it was bad to drink a beer after it’s been frozen.”
“Not canned beer.”
“I hadn’t heard that.”
He took a big gulp and smacked his lips and smiled, a little beer squirted out. “Mmmm, delicious beer.”
“Freak.”
...
...
‘I was thinking about how you’re down on yourself for being short. I found out something that might make you feel better.”
I stared at him.
“Did you know that the Soviets designed their T-72 specifically for soliders under 5'6"?” He bobbed his head up and down, smiling, drinking the thawed beer. “It’s one of the greatest tanks of all time.”
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
the bottom is bottomless
i want to hurt you but i also want to be funny.
-that's not good, considering your strengths.
you don't understand, i can't make sense of your desires. they conflict with what i know is right.
-but you keep coming back.
i know. do you think this means i am a failed man?
-...
...
-are you hungry?
i could eat.
-that's not good, considering your strengths.
you don't understand, i can't make sense of your desires. they conflict with what i know is right.
-but you keep coming back.
i know. do you think this means i am a failed man?
-...
...
-are you hungry?
i could eat.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
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