on hold music

there's s/t rather unsettling about this cartoon;
maybe it's how true it is.

(no, i'm not a green party radicalist)

listen up

You stand by me
I stand by you
If there is a fight I'm the one to come to
Good and bad, times we've been through
You got my back and I got yours too
All of my life you are in my crew
I'd do anything for you
Beat someone black and blue
Black and blue and I'd do it for you
-the transplants.

i swear it. friends are family.
(never forget it)

no slurpees for the legless.

so i'm walking down the street, when i see the pakistani corner store owner arguing with this legless guy in a wheel chair.
as i get closer, i see the paki first pointing at the guy's nubs, then at the 'no shoes- no service' sign.
'i am sorry my friend,' the pak says in his authentic 'stani accent. 'but policy is policy'.

i nearly split my sides laughing.

a brief peek into the life of s.j.

could have sworn i was going to be in the obituaries tomorrow.

ripping down the high way with a few friends, high in cigar fumes, music screaming.
weaving in out of traffic, catching air on the uneven road, hearing the brakes sqeal as we turn corners on two wheels,
i watched numbly (partially due to the smoke inhalation) as the two front seaters egged each other which between them is a greater daredevil.

but even as we nearly started a 3 car pile up, the only thing going through my head was: 'gee, i hope they have clean boxers upstairs 'cause otherwise i'm going commando'

the critic's verse

poetry shmoetry.


bah.

writer's block

roses are red
violets are blue
writing poetry
is very hard.

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is this a repost? i can't find it.
[certain impatient people better be happy ; )]