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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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Billy Joel.
Ink, paper. Grit. 2012.
Fuck Yeah, my pal Mr. King is drawing again. I remember when he sold his first painting, It was of Beck and he’d painted it on a piazza box. He blew all the money on goofballs and French lessons.
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Jesse Hassler
and I woulda gotten away with it, if it hadn’t been for you meddlin’ kids!
the human condition
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by Graham Roumieu
Merry Christmas Rrrick!
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Rick never did GET electronic music
though he liked the drugs and
fuckin’ LOVED the fishnets.
from my pal over at King labs.
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