who is that man?
sometime in march 2003. on the way to an anti-war rally in portland. who was this guy. what was he up to. doing his best bukowski impersonation. except in pink. nothing but ramen and red wine. i think everyone has to live like that sometimes. i dont think i'm recognizable now next to this picture.
this guy is probably 80 to 100 lbs. less than i am now. 4 years removed. and with a lot more brains cells. but never, NEVER any common sense... everything from now on will be measured and rational. good luck.
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if anyone knows who that man is can they tell him that my new phone number is 4157933725. they can tell him that i've been thinking of him for years and they can tell him that i have enjoyed his work overall. they can tell him that i am a woman who means well. and they can certainly tell him that i know all obout his thankless jobs and failures. they can tell him i am thankless and failing by his side.
but i am thankful. and jobs have been adventures. and failure is not even possible anymore. its a world, allright. anything after waking up is appreciated. and blessed. by who and what and.....goldielox you should write us without the corkscrew...
I panicked like hell when I saw that picture because I thought it was me... and I couldn't ever remember being photographed with one of my purses.
it wasn't a purse. it was a strange dollar store thermos. some hello, kitty! knockoff that i called goodbye, pussy!
it was full of booze that got really warm before the bus even got to the protest. i drank it anyways...
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