RETREAT! (and OpenHouse) Sept 4-6 Wendell MA
Like burnt ends...these are the best parts of late Spring and Early Summer
The bar was so fancy, they sabered the Miller High Lifes with a butter knife. It is the champagne of beers, you know?
A Children's book - the Wry Bread Or A Rye Awry
It's interesting to think that before I was three days old, someone decided that there was something wrong enough with my penis that they simply had to snip it.
Moo Snuckle would be a great character name
Would Candide's Candies be fun to visit? I think not.
Do you currently possess or will you be able to acquire a strong case of Imposter Syndrome if hired?
FCD - For Cost Diapers (Business)
A lot of people are weird - a lot of people are born weird and they know it, but they have to pretend they're not weird so that they can be normal people and get jobs and live life and not be ostracized. I pretended not to be weird for so long that it bottled up inside of me like a volcano and I'm a small Saint Helens up in here now - there's just art everywhere.
Be convey how varied and complex are my boundless regrets for hucking epithets and overt threats of oubliettes.
Snake Oil is the Viral Sensation that cures Viral Sensations!
I want you to paint me like one of your mini figures.
Menorah Chirstmas Tree Ornaments
LIT KRAUT - Lithuanian Style Sauerkraut - wild fermented
Sadly, the honky howli gringo bubble burst today
Going gamboling into gambling
"Do you even Coconut, Bro?"
Benigna's Bananaquit Banquet was bountiful and benignant
I'm a Ferverous Hoaxer and a miscreant
"My hackles were way down"
Names are pernicious fucking lies
When I was a kid, I thought I was a tree, but my brother cut me down to size. I didn't know how to respond. I was stumped.
I can't count all the ways I've been bad when I thought I was doing good. I hope to keep it up.
Children's Book - play on Jack and the Beanstalk with Potatoes and mounds - M'raculus Praties is the star
Herr Thai - A german hippy living in Thailand
When asked for advice, my advice is to add vices.
If you ask Oak Eye if he's OK, he'll say Och Aye.
This is a poem called "I'm pausing this poem to get Taco Bell"...