A little less lip gloss. A little more chapstick.
A little more IPA. A little less PBR.
A little less daytime TV. A little more integrity…
Today I need something more sub-sub substantial. More satisfying than a stale rice cake. Enough of the fluffy whipped up cotton candy trendy pre-packed snacks with soy protein added for texture. Enough empty calories.
Yesterday my shopping list included ingredients for the creation of a hearty stew. But when I got home from the store the only thing in the bag was a 4-pack of ramen noodles. Shrimp flavor.
Today is the day that bike lanes shine and show what they’re really good for: collecting all the gravel, sand, broken glass, makeshift sleds, dogshit, beer cans, hub caps and other detritus that materializes after two weeks worth of snow melts. It was like riding on the beach out there today. A beach covered with biohazards and oilslick wildlife.
Yesterday…this guy walks into a bar with his laptop and the NY Times. He sits at a table and orders a bowl of soup. A short time later he asks his server to ask the bartender to turn the music down. And the bartender says,
“Hell No. Tell him to go to the library. This is a bar and it’s Elliott Smith for cryin out loud.”
Yes
What’d you get for Christmas?
I got to pay the rent.
What do you think it all means?
You're right.
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