Mere Anarchy

Mere Anarchy

Guilty parties.
ryan shaun wendy simon

Critical evidence.
andre breton
james dickey
kafka
theodore roethke
wb yeats
sylvia
ts eliot
irvine welsh
chuck palahniuk
dostoevsky

Forensic reports.
edward gorey
man ray
simon boses

Admissions of guilt.
deadcandance
cohen
nick cave
natalie merchant
rammstein
iggy pop

Crime scenes
aurora picture show
diverseworks
theater LaB houston
voices breaking boundaries

Damning testimony.
surrealism
roller derby
exploding dog
levity
girlsarepretty

Wake up at 2am. Alternately watch old tapes and try to sleep for two hours. Smoke Write Shave. Bath. Read "A Simple Heart" Get dressed. Eat a Whopper on the way to work. Smoke half a Camel in the parking lot. Teach middle school P.E. Write during lunch Smoke Teach more P.E. Wait for the parking lot of yellow busses to empty Smoke Eat a Jack-In-The -Box Chicken Sandwich on the way home Smoke Throw the clothes into a hamper Take out the trash Put the clothes in the van Drive Listen to NPR Smoke Buy gas Drive Listen to R.E.M. Smoke Turn off the radio and watch wet farmland Breathe three deep even breaths Listen to NPR Drive Smoke Pull into Houston Drop off Marc Eat steak Drink Shiner Have a conversation with an oboe-playing teacher, a former Arab interrogator, and a woman who wants to start an O.T.O. lodge in The United Arab Emirates Take pictures Smoke Drive Check cell phone for messages Buy rubber Buck-Toothed Bubba teeth Drink wine Smoke Watch Southpark Smoke Drink wine Midnight plus thirty, go to sleep. posted by James @ 12:53 PM	Samstag, Januar 25, 2003
I have no idea what the Delta program is. I walk into the room and turn on the lights. It's a huge computer lab. There are two boas, each thicker than my calf, in a tank. Their laminated nametags read "Killer" and "Psycho". There are sports pictures all over the wall behind me. A Rocket does a lay-up, the camera looks like it was mounted on the backboard. The walls are covered in pictures of musician / performers. Bonnie Rait stands next to Sting next to Jagger next to the Beatles next to Orbioson next to Bowie.The hanging file next to the desk holds blue penned titles like "To Kill a Mokingbird" and "Shane". This classroom doesn't look like an English classroom.There is an article on turtle waxing taped to the white painted cinder block wall. I imagine teams of shirtless men circa Real World / Road Rules dashing down the beach. They work in pairs, one holds the turtle still while the other plunges both hands into a clear, semi-viscous, slippery wax. After the teams have gotten enough turtles together they turn them upside down and play shuffleboad with the waxed reptiles. I stop and read at the article, its really about college basketball. I have no idea what the Delta program is. The bell just rang, they are pouring in. I am about to find out. posted by James @ 9:00 AM	Donnerstag, Januar 23, 2003
I should be doing my laundry. Surfing the web naked is not something I do often. I am just too lazy to get dressed right now. The only thing that could peel my naked ass out of this chair is pan fried rainbow trout, that and fire ants. If there was like a thousand fire ants climbing up my leg, I would be all like, "what the hell do you think you are doing?" posted by James @ 10:10 AM	Dienstag, Januar 21, 2003