Someone needed this instruction
At Fazoli’s, 6:30 pm, March 9, 2010.
goodbye yellow brick road
my email address is fountainhead at insightbb dot com
that is all.
You asked me over, and over and over…Have you seen my peacock feathered hat?
If it was under a four-leaf clover
I’d be on the lawn looking for that
This is not the Beaver Brown Band.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
As an apneac/insomniac, my hours alone in the middle of the night can be both a blessing and a curse.
On the bright side, I have much more free time to think/doodle/listen/browse/post/chat/dream/cry than the normal human.
On the dark side, I don’t sleep.
Be that as it may, as it is neither here nor there, my point being and such, I have found something creative (and horrifying) that I created many years ago during a long period of awakitude. I had not turned 30 yet, so hopefully you can chalk this indiscretion up to childhood playfulness. I give to you: egotrip.
This is only a test
if this were a real post…
Son of a bitch!
Get it off of me, GET HIM OFF ME!!!
Bartholo-meow
Made myself giggle…
Who? Smith’s Furniture, that’s who.
It’s my Christmas in July sale.
Yesterday is a promise that you’ve broken
1000 points of hate shine from the mirror into my eyes.
Where am I?