Thursday, January 22, 2009

Penny Meditation

I swig my coffee. The copper taste of a penny, the acid hops in my throat like a virgin at a rodeo. My mouth is stagnate.

The Chinese are ruthless

I agree that those s.o.b's deserved the death penalty, especially if they were aware of the toxins in the milk. I don't always agree with the Chinese, but on this point, I nod to them.

Monday, January 19, 2009


Wisdom #2 of the day: If you black out while eating sandwiches, just stop eating them. Thanks.


Wisdom of the day: If you are a PC user, and you generally don't have issues with PCs, don't buy a Mac. Thank you.


Oh the horror of opening GarageBand. Don't they know that keyboards don't hit symbols or tap on basses?

Head hurts

I am constantly ramming
the oval that resides
above my neck
but below my soul
into a solid brick wall.

The synapse that ticks
inside of this oval
above my neck
but below my soul
has an irregular beat, now.

The neurons are unsure
where the signals should go.

Maybe they need a dispatcher
to get the message across, the gap.

If I could just throw this message
across the grand canyon...
My arm is not that strong,
and I am not the muffin man.

My head hurts.


Diyos kong syota ito

Sunday, January 18, 2009