I’ve wasted so much of my life
searching for perfect moments
that could be made into a list
as I dull the experience
and smoke away the day.
I keep looking for times
that pass inspection,
a relentless barrage
of senseless introspection
without discretion or delay.
These idealized expectations
only increase the rate
of my decay.
I was having a fairly good day so I turned on my camera and played for a bit. The song turned out a bit brighter in tone than most of my stuff so I guess this is a good first video in what will be a series of me posting instrumental improvisations.
If you watch it all the way to the end I’ll give you a piece of candy and maybe even a high five of appreciation or something.
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Once upon a time
There was a brick named Sam
He fell off the roof one day
And landed with a slam
And under his brick body
Was a little baby bird
Sam cried for hours
But little birdie never heard.
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If someone were ever to ask me why I still haven’t quit smoking, I’d respond,
“Because I just love cancer so much!” and smile.
Yo!
Here’s a promo for a short film I’ve been working on with a few good friends of mine. I’m expecting to release it sometime around the middle of summer.
And it features an original soundtrack.
Yayuh!
Watch it!
Reblog it!
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One afternoon in middle school I came home and found my Dad cooking up a meal in the kitchen, as well as some meat on a cutting board sitting on the counter. And I was hungry. So I walked over and snagged a few pieces. It was delicious.
And also uncooked.
Raw.
Not supposed to be eaten.
And as I had/have a bit of an excessive imagination and have been strangely skinny the entirety of my life, I developed a certain fear that I had a tape-worm.
I didn’t think about it all the time. But as I got older I kept expecting to fill out a bit in the weight department, and when that never happened I figured there must be some sort of reason.
So on occasion I’d make sure to look at my poops before I flushed them and see if I saw any tape-worm segments.
And I never did.
And I’ve never had a tapeworm.
But that shits scary, yo.
A super long worm, wrapped around your insides, consuming your food?
Blegh.
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