went to the west hollywood book fair, oh- had a puppet show last night where i made up a cheer about jeffrey dahmer- i felt dirty afterwards. i also made a hot dug puppet, as mr. belvedere, hit on a minor at the craft services table... improv+booze+pupppets=depravity bought these this guy is the king of these women later we went to jimmy kimmel's san gennaro italian festival in our neighborhood what is this thing? it reminded me of the st. anthony's italian festival i used to attend in wilmington when i was a lad... it was like being back on the east coast in the middle of hollywood... south philly with palm trees...
Words cannot express, explain My relationship with time and things done and undone And how they feel in my gut in my chest behind my eyes Children never to be born Aging- trying to learn to outsmart existence itself, as I have always tried to do… Still becoming, still
then I got hit with a lot of THINKING that I have tried to deal with mindfully
people tell me being sensitive and suffering (which I try to remind my self is optional) makes me who I am and all that, but man I could really use a break from this head of mine that I seem to have crammed up my ass
5 was a special birthday
16 was pretty good, with the driving...
21 I must have thought was going to be awesome but I was already drinking, so what's the big deal?
25 blew my little mind... that was my mid-life crisis, right there... just thought I'd get a head start
41... what's so special about 41? 40 is the top of the hill. 41 is what? the pregnant pause before the roller coaster starts the mad rush?
I hope to enjoy it all much more that I have been capable of as of yet.