RIP Earthworm

I'm sitting on the bench at the bus stop right now and there has been a massacre of epic proportions, or maybe a mass suicide, I can't tell.



Thousands of earth worms have crawled out of the grass and have stranded themselves on the sidewalk.



Approaching the scene I saw them littered along the sidewalk, at first confusing them with just plant matter but upon a secondary inspection realizing that they were dead soldiers on a battlefield of cement.



Amongst the thousands I saw just one still writhing. Threshing about amongst all his dead brethren. I was able to do my part and flick him back into the grass but upon realizing that none of the worms had seemed to want to be in the grass-having apparently fled in such massive numbers-I was left to wonder whether I was doing more harm then good.



I krept away after watching the survivor squirm under a blade of grass, careful not to disturb the dead. I was careful too, I didn't step on one worm as I picked my way through the scene.



Now as I sit here on this bench I have to wonder: Where are all the birds? This should be their Saturday morning buffet.

Escape From the Planet of the Apes

This is the follow up to one of my favorite movies of all time. I love the apes.

"Don't trust anyone over 30"

Honestly, if you ever see this scheduled on TCM then you'd better TiVo it so you can watch it because it's a good one.

Indy

My friend Indy is great, but he's kind of a pussy because he can't stand snakes.

Flannery O'Connor

I walked over to the bookstore today, across Sunflower and over the 'Unity Bridge' (has to be the gayest name for a bridge ever, not that there is anything wrong with that-vote no on 8) past the Rolex display case that had a new watch in it with a walnut face and all diamond dial that I will buy one day and into the bookstore.



I took the escalator up to the second floor and went straight to the V's to re-read 'God Bless you Dr. Kevorkian' but upon pulling it out I thought better of it and put it back.



Do you know what the brushes on escalators are for? I do now. It was on the today show but that's not where I found out about it. I learnt it from a book.



After putting 'God Bless You ...' back in its place I went to the O's and pulled from the shelves 'Everything That Rises Must Converge'.



I took it to an empty desk I found and started to read the introduction. I quickly learnt that though her stories are some of my favorites I couldn't give two shits about Flannery's life story. So i turned to the first page of the book, page 1.

My Life

The Game came out with this rap song a couple weeks (months?) ago and though I hate Lil' Wayne, the Game has some pretty good lyrics.

Amongst my favorites--especially to sing out in the lineup--is "We are not the same, I am a martian; So approach my phantom doors with caution."

You know what I like about The Game? He goes there. He was arrested for pulling out a gun at a pick-up basketball game in longbeach. Now most of you literaties out there who might be reading this blog for my insightful literary reviews will probably scoff at that as "low" or "detestable" but I ask of you: What is the difference between that and a Cowboy pulling out a revolver during a poker game in the 1880's? We all laud over Val fucking Kilmer because he's a cowboy, and cheer kids on when they choose to be the cowboy in cowboy and indians games but a black man does this now and it is despicable.

More old west style regulation I say.

Reminds me of a point I heard my grandpa make. He said that the reason chivalry and conduct was so important two centuries ago was because everyone was capable of carrying firearms and at any time you could be put into place by a Colt revolver if you stepped out of line--so people didn't.

Back Again

I am back yo.

I guess it is only applicable that I do the usual 20th century lit ball washing and get down to business telling you all how much I enjoyed "Hocus Pocus" just now. Kurt did a good one this time. It is a light read and I think I will need to read it again but for now I recommend it to be read and check back soon for whenever I re-read it so I can give some actual insight into it--or, never mind, you guys probably aren't looking for my insight so I will end this all with this: read "Hocus Pocus" by Kurt Vonnegut, it is worth it.

Delusions of granduer

Come on, just cause I get five people a day reading this thing I'm now thinking I'm hot shit. What a good writer I am. Well, thanks to all you five people. I'm sure not one of you is into the rap element of this blog so right here and right now, I promise to put up a post with another youtube video of another rap song--just to alienate you all just a little more.

If its any consolation, my girlfriend thinks I'm full of shit too and hates that I love rap music.