30 January, 2006
sexy baby and bad erection

whatever it takes to bust this latest bout of writer's block is fine with me... but, i'd not have predicted this one: in my waking stupor, preparing to spritz some spilled coffee grounds down the sink, i managed to grasp the sprayer... and blast myself in the right temple.
behind my glasses.
and in a visible stream, from the point of trajectory, across the kitchen floor.
if i were more coherent, i'd trace out a crime victim silhouette on the checkered linoleum, and give it a pinhead.


saru-san understands the title of this thing: the first email, up front-and-center... totally incoherent porn message.
i thought it might be I*M*D*B or Net_Flix announcing a new Starsky and Hutch spinoff.

not lofty prose, this... however, i suppose this is better than the usual Whine Festival.

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