Monday, June 30, 2008


june is ending.

our nation is at the height of its fucktardism stage.
i'm starting work tomorrow on a painting.
i'm growing out my nails so i can slash peoples throats.
im growing my hair out so no one will call me sir ever again.
i'm burnt out at 23.
i need opinions to feed on.
i need you to
feed my narcissism.
ill repay you with plastic playpen balls and shifty eyes.
i think tonight i'm going to sleep happy.
ill find something interesting to blog about soon.

i know some of you read with vigor.
could you do me a favor?
use the paint program and draw me something.
even if you SUCK at art. please?
i need the inspiration.
even if its only a pie chart about oil or something. [jon]
email it to me, or paste it in the comments.
it'll mean the world to this artist. she loves it.

i have to put the cats out.


Anonymous said...


How about this:

"If you are seeking creative ideas, go out walking. Angels whisper to a man (or woman) when he (or she) goes for a walk"

- Raymond Inmon.

It works for me. I compose poetry on my cell phone when it pops into my head, otherwise I forget before I get home.

Hard to sketch or paint while on the move, but you can always stop and sit awhile in the hot Texas

.när'sĭ-sĭz'əm. said...

that damn sun.
maybe ill have a heat stroke and see something in the hallucinations that follow.

sadly i'm pretty sure angels dodge me instead of whisper to me.

but ill try it.....