April 2010
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Terrifiying Encounters of the Russian Kind
(Que Petri, Calmly standing behind his chair at R Bar.)
Petri: I'm going to the bar to get a drink, citypiglet, Oldling, you want anything?
Oldling: Um... (Staring at the shape which has taken form behind Petri.)
citypiglet: (Watching the arms of the shape extend, as if to hug Petri.)
(citypiglet and Oldling expect the arms to belong to a certain Nick, the bartender with a characteristic reindeer tooth he wears about his neck, when it instead turns out to be a Nikoli Varabajov. Petri ducks, cowers in terror.)
Petri: Holy #&^%! Mother *&^%$# Jesus &^@#$%& man!
(citypiglet and Oldling, realizing what form the shape belongs to, try to keep their eyes from falling out of their heads and clutch their pocketbooks tighter. Petri is the first to recover)
Petri: Ah! Hey man, you scared the mother &^%$#$% ^%$%^& out of me!
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Apr 6th
As per request...
I can only assume ‘Colorado’=me. (I’ve been referred to as worse before, not to worry…a Russian terrorist flipping up his aviator glasses to greet me with “SupsAmerica” comes to mind.) Therefore, this post. I actually really like being asked questions, it keeps me from rambling and dominating the conversation. 1.How far away is the last person you kissed? Not...
Apr 6th
How to Dress A Wildebeast
           A very confused wildebeast. Following the purchases made at aforementioned American Apparel rummage sale (I’m finding this brand to be consistently coming up in my blogs…a bit like chlamydia keeps showing up…must be a disease. That’s the only explanation.) I now have to figure out how to wear the bloody (or soon to be anyways) things. Seriously. Lovey idea...
Apr 5th
“Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac.”
– Napoleon Bonaparte Day 5 of April: Favorite Quote. Today’s was hard…this is the closest thing to a ‘favorite’ I have, but there’s a plethora more I could put up if I was really inclined to.
Apr 5th
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Solitude Amongst Millions
The big city is weird without other people. You find yourself going places alone, and finding things to show yourself, and pointing out the oddities of the world…to, well, yourself. I took myself on a date to the American Apparel rummage sale today, and found some unusual things to try on, and when things got rough, I made snide comments to myself about the scary hipster 12-year-olds lugging...
Apr 5th
I crave stability.
And that’s unfair to a lot of people.
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