Monday, July 25, 2016
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Thus, Hills found someone else had been rewriting his blog.
“Wonderfully literate now. Not as bare bones. Great fun googling the allusions!”
He prefers being clever to being himself.
“As everyone should,” adds he.
He has stopped writing in order to fall in love with the Pretender.
He can tell it’s a female, the way he can tell everything.
Labels: allusion, blog, cleverness, female, literary, literary allusion, literate, pretender, writing
Sunday, June 19, 2016
The Perils of Writing Anything
-Well...ill chosen phrase!
-What I was getting at in blog:
the protracted end of an affair,
when things...get small, fleeting,
unimportant, excruciatingly trivial etc.
-And you call that Dwarf Sex?
-Maybe I shoulda thought more?
-Knocked web off a bit, and some
bitter complaints. Folks looking for
"Dwarf Sex" seek stills or vids of
dwarfs doing it. Couples or groups.
-Groups? Even I find that disgusting!
-Matter of Opinion. Besides, they like
to be called “Little People.”
-Roses by any other name, etc.
And Dwarf Varieties therein? Of dwarfs?
-You have actual humor in you?
-Only when it comes to cruelty.
Labels: blog, dwarf, dwarf sex, internet, little people, pornography, sex, writing
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Jocko
blogged for a political site but was more
a reporter from the untidy 1930s.
A fiscal conservative and social libertine,
he exhibited the latter role by getting
drunk nightly.
Always capped the evening off with a speech,
and regular people would linger for this moment.
Barflies remained anyway–to severely criticize it after.
One night he got nabbed by cellphone camera.
How a small jewelry shop owner got ruined by the IRS
immediately went almost viral on the net. Now it
had been one of his few peripatetic efforts, and he
finally collapsed against cases of Capt O’Bell’s
India Pale.
His followers in the storeroom chanced to block the photographer,
who thus missed that crashing finish.
Owner Bart quipped “First time that shit moved!”
Phone call from Republican election guy in
a brace of noons.
"We want you to run for something. You’re all over
the TV!"
"Yeah? What?"
"Any fuckin thing."
"But I was drunk!"
"So? You got edge. At the present we have
bookkeepers and accountants who double-
majored in Boring and Stealing."
"I won't hear about them this way. They’re patriots!"
"Well give ‘em a flag. I’m here to win elections!"
blogged for a political site but was more
a reporter from the untidy 1930s.
A fiscal conservative and social libertine,
he exhibited the latter role by getting
drunk nightly.
Always capped the evening off with a speech,
and regular people would linger for this moment.
Barflies remained anyway–to severely criticize it after.
One night he got nabbed by cellphone camera.
How a small jewelry shop owner got ruined by the IRS
immediately went almost viral on the net. Now it
had been one of his few peripatetic efforts, and he
finally collapsed against cases of Capt O’Bell’s
India Pale.
His followers in the storeroom chanced to block the photographer,
who thus missed that crashing finish.
Owner Bart quipped “First time that shit moved!”
Phone call from Republican election guy in
a brace of noons.
"We want you to run for something. You’re all over
the TV!"
"Yeah? What?"
"Any fuckin thing."
"But I was drunk!"
"So? You got edge. At the present we have
bookkeepers and accountants who double-
majored in Boring and Stealing."
"I won't hear about them this way. They’re patriots!"
"Well give ‘em a flag. I’m here to win elections!"
Labels: blog, boring, Conservative, drunk, election, Libertine, politics, stealing, TV
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Blogger
Usually blog politics but lately
mix it up. What the hell!
Same old same old:
Dem prez must rule w/o alienating
the left loonies, of which I’m one.
Repub, same for right loonies,
whom I viscerally despise, to
understate a natural issue.
Usually blog politics but lately
mix it up. What the hell!
Same old same old:
Dem prez must rule w/o alienating
the left loonies, of which I’m one.
Repub, same for right loonies,
whom I viscerally despise, to
understate a natural issue.
Labels: blog, Democrat, political extremes, Republican
