Hookers or Cake

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I'm too wacky to be hip.

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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

      ----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.

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          • October 18, 2012 2:32 am
            I was going to write the next great American novel, but I got high and started watching old Muppet clips on youtube. The next thing I knew I was a fast evaporating gas on the banks of the Ganges. Air blown through a puppet of meat that whispered of love and loss. I was an Indra at the first ‘all you can eat’ shrimp buffet. And though I made a silent vow to save room for dessert, I forgot. I lost my mind in a wild hell and yet fell in love with the dream, so happily ever after. I was a stupid human and I was totally cool with all of it, come what may.


            I was going to write the next great American novel, but I got high and started watching old Muppet clips on youtube. The next thing I knew I was a fast evaporating gas on the banks of the Ganges. Air blown through a puppet of meat that whispered of love and loss. I was an Indra at the first ‘all you can eat’ shrimp buffet. And though I made a silent vow to save room for dessert, I forgot. I lost my mind in a wild hell and yet fell in love with the dream, so happily ever after. I was a stupid human and I was totally cool with all of it, come what may.

            1. said: you’re basically my biggest inspiration
            2. said: Animal is my alter ego!!
            3. ordinarywonder said: LOL.
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