a morbid poem

a nervous twitch to slit my wrist
the blade's so sharp plays my veins like a harp
painting the canvas red I start to feel a little light in the head
I have no dread this gives me an hour give or take the spread
I think about all the chances I blew
I really wish I'd brought some gum to chew
had I knew that this many lies would come true
I'd have kept my mouth shut and never met you
I didn't have a clue until we got through
now your foot sits in another's shoe
gotta stay awake can't let it beat me
is this a cry for help? do I want a doctor to treat me?
my vision goes black, my face gets a smack
I hear my screaming all the way from the back
then I open my eyes and I realize
it's another fucked up dream in which I reside

-Matt Johnson

"Are you suicidal?"
"Only in the morning"

-Ocean's 11

for the republicans out there

can it be?

If you don't agree with me, you're a douchebag

I have a new hatred, and if you've channel surfed any time during the day I'm sure you've seen it as well. How low can MTV go but to put spoiled rich bitches the opportunity to show off their sweet 16th birthday. Now the worst part of this show is the father writing the check to pay for it all. you can see the pain in their eyes at the utter wrapping that his daughter has of him on her finger. But you think that aat the least MTV could help pick up a check. Actually scratch that if they can afford it any way and their 16 year old is an attention grabbing whore their life is most likely punishment for past life offenses. However this does not excuse MTV for subjecting us the public, to the drivel of whiny high school drama, here's an idea start showing 21 year old parties where every episode ends up with a vomit in the toilet.

I need a hobby

As my cat sits staring at me from my roof, wait let me back up, my cat walter is crazy and for the last few weeks my dad along with other members of the family but primarily my dad has been re-roofing the house. This of course involves ladders to make the roof more accesible, now walter has since found he could climb up the ladder. A few problems emerged from this fact. one, he couldn't get down, two he could sneak in through upstairs windows and pee on the rug, and three he almost got himself nailed into the roof. But other than those minor difficulties it's pretty cool having a cat that can climb ladders. Eventually, after being stranded up there enough times Walt realized he needed a way to go down and why not go down the way you got up. So head first down the ladder he heads, and if you haven't seen an unsure cat going down a ladder Ihope to some day vido tape it and share it with anyone who asks.

god, I'm a hick

The other day made me realize how damn rural I live. The other day a buddy came by and his family had sent him with a bunch of corn andtomatoes that his family had grown and had too much of, as the evening progressed and we were hanging out he mentioned that his family needed zucinni, which coincedentally is hard to spell, but our family has a shitload of zucinni so we bagged some up along with some excess plums, and sent them with him. The bartering system is alive and well.