It's not just words he's dreaming of, kind god. I think Dave wants a good round of applause happening between those butt-cheeks.

you said butt cheeks. i'm telling.

Dave likes to give them that name when he wisphers his secret dreams inside their dark cavity.

searching the internet for paintings by Fritz aigner.
I think he's my favourite painter

Been watching The Office whole day.

Oh yeah, I remember you saying that. I think that's cool. and very funny!

preparing myself to watch seven samurai for the first time

haha. so 'applause' is what they're calling it these days... i like it. the phrase, not the act.

good catch, i was far too gone to figure that out last night. and i read yr post like 4 times

Who the fuck prepares themselves before watching a movie for the first time?

And what's involved? Meditation on top of a mountain, or something just as batshit crazy?

You know it baby girl. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo, I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedooooo....



Remember in Disney's 'Peter Pan' when Tinkerbell is hurt and Peter Pan breaks the third wall and asks us that if we believe in fairies we should clap our hands so that Tink won't die? I will muster up all of the heartfelt clapping of every child in the world.

Depends. If it's a long movie, I usually give myself an enema beforehand that way I won't get interrupted by nature calling.

Dear God, give Dave a round of applause.

Ok, but I hope he likes his pelvis in powder form.

it just started snowing so i am watching that and preparing to go out into it.

That's actually just pulverized pelvis settling in the atmosphere.

thats what i thought too, then i tasted some and it tasted all weird. last time i eat yellow snow.

i think it's retarded personally.

i also have iggy and a kitten named lucifer.

Yellow snow, at best, is lemon flavored. Not worth the gamble. But light brown snow... someone could have spilled some whiskey.

time to break out the pulverized-pelvismobiles. mine needs a new engine i think. ran it too hard last season

Right now. I'm considering goin' to OKC to see the Lips play n stuff. After midnight they'll be playiing all of Dark Side of the Moon.

Need to buy more hot chocolate mix tomorrow. Damn that stuff good.

You know, that just comes from black guys that were given a round of applause.

Ono is a bit intimidated by my room rearranging. He always freaks out a little bit when he sees me move furniture--he hides under the dining room table. But yesterday I moved my stereo and all my LPs into the bedroom so I can listen to music when I go to bed. I always put Ono's pillow by my bed but last night he didn't sleep on it, I think because it was too close to the stereo stuff. Weird.

But before that, I drank a couple of beers and gave him a few licks of the ale. Then I got out my guitar and we formed the Plastered Ono Band.

Ever notice how a record you haven't listened to in a long time can sound amazing. Like, "why didn't I hear that bit before" amazing.

Just wondering.

Girl cats rule all.

Correction, catgirls rule all.

i love all cats but girl cats tend to be bitches

rob is that your cat? she looks soooo cute and soft.

looking at weird pictures-- right here

Ono lying on the floor next to me, me in bed, white album on stereo. Night-night time.

back from the city. white out's red shift being listened to. it is impressive. book of edward ruscha photos to look at. city was rich and silly. jetblue has a fake store in the meatpacking district. it's funny, with all kinds of fake products. hard to explain. i think the basic concept is to mock our obsession with gadgets while demonstrating the comfort and convenience of jetblue. wacky.

Ono grunted.

That means 'Don't you dare pull out.'

wondering what the fuck happened but figuring tomorrow will come

unless the sun explodes

drinking wine by myself. watching sesame street videos and sharing mac n cheese with the boy. happy to be at home, happy I wasn't very recently, happy to be off the meds and getting some. smoke resin and repeat.

tomorrow did in fact come, and so did I.

didn't you and Lennon get the memo? the sun blew up.

Here in Portland, we won't notice that for another three months at least.

she was my cat. she died a couple of years ago. I had her for around 10 years.
she was the softest, most un-bitchy animal I have ever known.
I don't think I can get another. it sucks too much to lose them.