Thursday, January 1, 2009

Have a Crappy New Year.

WOW 2009.
Didja' you even think you were gonna' ever make it here? I always new that Madonna would still be around.
Just take your pills and you'll be fine.
Be one of the mindless masses of consumerism.
What I used to think being unique was, is the exact opposite of what i thought it was. I used to believe that Taking the most drugs, consuming the most alcohol and having the biggest gun (with the most bullets) was the only way to get to heaven. Now I am starting to see.
No drugs and No alcohol, just ninja powers and a small rusty steak knife (or Icepick)...
Two Thousand and Eight was not the best year.
I lost friends and family. I experienced, Grief and Sadness.
I, however I maintained constant sobriety, did not go to Jail or the Hospital.
I DID NOT VOMIT not once, Now that is fucking Amazing.
I moved, deeper in the hood of Oakland.
Gunshots pop and bodies drop. The gutters fill with the blood of the stupid, those young men that believe it is more important "holding down" a patch of dirt, then watching the sun rise. Those whose life involves waking up sick and ingesting more poison to "feel normal" Really fuckin' weird when you think about it. LISTEN TO THE WU.
I drank a lot of coffee in 2008. I have a 03:30 report time tomorrow so I shall summarize:
I hope you all have a Crappy New year. yep that's right CRAPPY new year.
Listen to some smooth Jazz, shop at Target, pay too much for gas, contract an STD, break a finger, get pulled over, whatever it takes to not set your sights too high. Me I'm an optimist, I think two double ought Nine is gonna' be good. I will listen to more obscure German industrial, drink more espresso, and write more poetry. Ahhhhh the life of a 21st century Bohemian. Hope your fixed gear gets a flat. Peace out Dog.