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Dear Mr. President: You need to understand the world does not simply follow your simple plan – or maybe it’s not that simple. I don’t have a TV. I don’t have a TV because SOMEONE thought it was more important … Continue reading →

The sauce on the beast in the city will bully saucy city beasts in an urban, especially saucy fashion. That is what you’re getting at, is it not? That is what you’re seeking to say. If so, why not say … Continue reading →

I didn’t go to your party because I hate you. I didn’t go to your party because you stink. I didn’t go to your party because the people that you like are not the people I like …at least, not … Continue reading →

There is no such place as Fredonia, Wisconsin but if there were I would go there. I would trek out, hitching, taking plane, train or filthy rainslick, hydroplaning my way to that blessed town. I would go to that fictional … Continue reading →

Don’t make me go to your boyfriend’s shows anymore. It’s not just that the music’s bad, made by a band of posers or that the lyrical subject matter has been better covered by earlier artists like Dr. Seuss and Tweedledumber. … Continue reading →

While the building burned and we were asked by some cruel god to decide what it was we treasured most in the world – or, at least, in the apartment – my girl and I came to our decisions quickly … Continue reading →

It seems that everything I have to say is something that I’ve said. Every thought I try to think’s already in my head. I used to be original, but lately, in defeat I’ve found that new attempts at cleverness are … Continue reading →

When you get back from your little hospital stay when you feel a tad healthier when you think yourself ready and willing and able to handle issues of a more stressful nature then, I think, we should speak. We should … Continue reading →

Pablo P Pablo Picasso was called an asshole like, eight times a day – sometimes thrice before breakfast. From birth, this unjustifiable prick would lord his magnified genius over the rest of us, redefining art itself sometimes in his sleep. … Continue reading →

Oh So Classy She’s the girl I want to know the sort of girl I hope will blow my mind. She’s fine. She’s oh so sassy. She’s the type that’s so damned sweet Someday I’d show her my meet -ing … Continue reading →