Perspectives.

A few days ago
I was sitting outside
on a bench, in the cold.

An old man came up to me
"Are you waiting for a bus?"

"No"

"How are you?"

"Good, cold, hah"

He proceeded to ask me my major,
I told him photojournalism.
He said he was on the front page
of the journal sentinel
a few years ago.
A story about the homeless
and mentally ill in Milwaukee.

He told me he's not homeless anymore.

He took a sip from his coffee
and a drag from his cigarette
Then he sat and told me about his life.

How he was addicted to
crack,
heroin,
and alcohol.
for 15 years.

How he told his mom
he would never do drugs.

He had a frozen wet streak
coming from his eye
reaching midway down his cheek.
I don't know if it was because
it was cold,
or because of what he was telling me.

He watched two people die
of heroin overdoses
and said
anyone who he's ever been friends with
is either in jail,
or dead.

He said Jesus saved his life.

This heart powered by

It started with
Cursive
and it ended with
Decendents.



R.I.P.
Atomic Records

You're a fish, just like me.

A few days ago,
disheartened by my
lack of things
to do,

I decided to go to
half-priced books and
the exclusive company

with plans to act
particularly mopey
and somber.

My rationale was that
people who like
books and music
would "get me"
and obviously sense
that I was having a cruddy night.

I sat on the floor
looking at clearance CD's
for about thirty minutes.
Waiting for my
empathetic savior.

No one came.

Films on the wall

For Christmas,
I got a projector
that plugs into a DVD player
and projects a
big picture
on a
big wall.

For the past few nights
I have been sleeping
in my unfinished basement
on an air mattress
watching films
on my wall

And I realized

I could be
totally happy
living in just a room
with white walls
and my projector

It would be like having
the most beautiful
window

I don't even need a bed
air is fine.

I play flute. Would that work?

In the first
2 hours
or so
of 2009
I have accomplishedthe following things;

1.Called
a dating hotline
with Cris
disguised as Cris
and we picked up a few chicks
or something
on the phone

2.Discussed
extensively
past episodes
of Hey Arnold
Because,
back in those days,
cartoons were good.

3.Weaseled
my way
out of being forced
to drink a gallon
of milk
in an hour.

4.Tried
really fucking hard
to not
make fun of Dick Clark
But, seriously.
Turn up his damned microphone.

2009, watch out.