I broke it already

Ugh, I am the clumsiest person on Earth. I tripped over my brand spankin' new guitar and now the neck is crooked.

Son Of A Bitch.





But this is Awesome!

On a lighter note...

I went to SAM finally today.

I got through the Modern and Contemporary Section. Ill go back another day and finish the rest...it will probably take multiple days. But I saw another Donald Judd sculpture up close and finally understand why people like Georgia O'Keefe. And I saw some of the art from my favorite movement

And I farted on the man that was yelling at everyone. Yea, people shouldn't be touching the paintings, but he can walk up to them and speak with his inside voice. So I decided to help him leave that corner he seemed to be stuck in.

Waiting for Abatement

I've been super-emotional the last few days. And I know whats bothering me, but I have no one I want to discuss it with. This place has become over-filled with superficial acquaintances and self-entitled disaster survivors.

And I keep telling myself that it's just the scenery.
But its been like driving through Nebraska here.
A Never ending
Four-day Flatline.

And I know that sometimes I'm just as bad as everyone else, but God how I hate the self-righteous, after-school special speeches interrupting MY soap-opera soapbox. Christ, schmear the indignation somewhere else; though I'm sure you're convinced I deserve another full-frontal faceful of it-- Its up to my neck already. K?

If I were actually a hermit as opposed to the outcast it wouldn't make sense to call me only when you're drunk. And you might meet me for lunch when you're in my city on business. Or send me that invitation you insist got lost in the mail. Don't blame it on his mother...I know the family business same as the rest of us.

Its like you're dead already.
An old classmate I haven't seen in years
An event already in the past
Cigar burns at the end of a reel.