| Spooky Stole My Noodle scanning the floor for leftover appendages. |
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Thursday, June 12, 2003 I did everything you said. Wednesday, June 11, 2003 Headers Are SoSpoonkey, just you hang on there. Just hang it in. Keep it on the down-low, don't over do it. Watch your butt and make sure the balls keep rolling. Unless that's someone else's job. Just stay the face, lean into the turns, and watch out for angry patients. Hold steady on the mast, tack into the wind, piss into the vinegar, slide on home. You'll get all through it, you'll come out glowsy on the other ride, you'll hold your dead upright, with flighty colors and on banded knave. A huckleberry in the bush is worth eight in the eye. All good things must heal by time and time itself alone amongst the many splendored thing of beauty. Put the cusps on the railing and steer toward the curb. Set the controls for the hump of the skunk, bide your time until you see the yellows of their I's, fold, findle, fusilate, buy a ticket to ride the boogie-board fantraffic. Set up shop and sell a cookie. Continue on and bear to the right. You'll come to a light, you want to go through that, then immediately afterward you'll see a statue of Ron Feedleman on your left (he was the manager of the personnel department from March through August of '77), the bench I'm talking about is right behind that. Sit there for a while, brush your jacket off, watch for beetles, then take a deep break and constitute a new form of government. It's all uphill from there! You're homed free and a third of the half is better than none at all. Rest uneasily there, keeping one rock to the battle and piling down the fort. Miracles can happen and only you can prevent them! posted by Kingo Sleemer | 4:38 PM Tuesday, June 10, 2003 Spooky has sho' nuff problems. Monday, June 09, 2003 EvaporationThe continuing unpresent-endedness of Spooky is spilling over into other aspects of this particular moment. For instance, did you know that other person or person(s) are also attempting to go missing? While this is a neat trick, when pulled off (though it may painfully extract some hairs, also,) it's a pale form of flattery when done so soon after the initiator's example. When someone tries to record songs that sound like the Beatles they're called "Beatlesque," unless they're called, "really terribly awful." But when someone tries to record songs that sound like The Back Street Boys it's just pathetic, and it's called "N'Sync," or something. Maybe that's not right. Anyway, don't try this at home. If you've recently been considering following in Spooky's monumentally not-here footsteps, think again. We are trained professionals, at least some of us, and we get certain bonuses that help us do it right, in a non-imitative manner. I mean ONLY Spooky has really stolen my noodle, after all. You other person or person(s) are only stealing your own sawgrass. It's not the same, and it's just going to end up looking like a poorly done mural. So, until I hear otherwise, I'll continue to assume. And another thing, what'd pappa DO with that brand new shoe? posted by Kingo Sleemer | 6:55 PM |
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