Title,Schmitle!

Folks, I'm not sure what to share with you today.I have got a whole lot bouncing around the old brain...Lots of stories from the olden days, but quite sure what form for them to take just yet.

  If I were to lay bare all my insecurities and weakness to you, would you hold me while I cried ?

 Nah, you wouldn't comfort me.You would probably scoff at me and leave me, sobbing on the floor, as you go off for a drink with the boys. You're cold hearted bastards, my blog readers, but you know that's why I love you.

  Well, as Georgia O'Keefe always used to say,"If all else fails, wow them with some poetry." So, here goes:

       Beads, hats, baubles,
       A bathtub full o' gin
      Gold encrusted cigarette holders
       Bundt cake- lemon ?
       Coffee from a shot glass
       Sugarless bubble gum
       Stuck to my shoe
      Why must all these things
       Remind me of you ?
    

 Peace out, homies!

Monday Memories...Volume 12!!!!

We're gonna go a little artsy-fartsy on you here...That's right, a poetry flashback!! Dig THIS:

Thursday, March 27, 2008

 How About Some Poetry Up in This Motherfucker ?

That's right...You heard me right...It's time to bust out some m-o-t-h-e-r-f-u-c-k-i-n-g Poetry in this blarg !!!( I heard the term "blarg" on "Miss Guided" the other night-I don't know if it started elsewhere, but that's where I heard it, and I think it's funny, so I'm a stealing it!).

Okay, so some poetry...Here we go....

How a bout some free form ?

Kibbles & Bits:

McGriddles, McChicken,
McYummy ?
McSicken ?

My socks hate my toes
I once heard a tree cry
Trident gum on my shoe

Smoke rings on your fingers
Aflame is your red hair
How come I never noticed
That you were burning there ?

Gloves imprison my fingers
where is spring ?

My glasses are smudged
They mirror my soul

e.e. cummings can kiss my ass.



Handwritten, signed copies available upon request

How About Some Poetry Up in This Motherfucker ?

That's right...You heard me right...It's time to bust out some m-o-t-h-e-r-f-u-c-k-i-n-g Poetry in this blarg !!!( I heard the term "blarg" on "Miss Guided" the other night-I don't know if it started elsewhere, but that's where I heard it, and I think it's funny, so I'm a stealing it!).

Okay, so some poetry...Here we go....

How a bout some free form ?

Kibbles & Bits:

McGriddles, McChicken,
McYummy ?
McSicken ?

My socks hate my toes
I once heard a tree cry
Trident gum on my shoe

Smoke rings on your fingers
Aflame is your red hair
How come I never noticed
That you were burning there ?

Gloves imprison my fingers
where is spring ?

My glasses are smudged
They mirror my soul

e.e. cummings can kiss my ass.



Handwritten, signed copies available upon request

Coming Attractions...

Those of you whom have arrived at this post via a search for some sort of "money shot" can move on...Sorry if you were misled.

No, this here is a post about posts to come(sorry agian, not what you think)...Sneak previews if you will....In the near future, these are some of the things you will be able to read about here at Old Sandwich Flats...

The Toe Surgery...(inspired by Feral Mom)


My Reaction(Re-buttal ?Ha..I typed "butt") to Entertainment Weekly's 25 Greatest Action Movies List(which may...or may NOT include my OWN Top 25 Action Movies)

More of my Award winning Poetry.

Summertime Tips

Beach Party !!!!!!!!!

More Lists( I know that I promised this before, and I have become remiss in delivering(is that a functioning sentence ?Something tells me that none of the words after the comma should go together...Oh, well, what the hellfuck, right ?) but I promise to make that up to you.

Did I mention more poetry ?

The Tale of my night locked in a walk in freezer with one of my co-workers.

Driving Etiquette and Tips...

That should hold you bastards for a little while. You know I mean bastards in a loving way, right ?

Oh, and by all means, if you bastards(again, loving) have any ideas for me, throw 'em my way...What do you want to hear from me ?