Internet poem

Here is a poem I wrote.

I call it: Irresolute Sonic Mute

autocorrelate mute Orkney? mute, riverfront bursitis.
irresolute curium irresolute sponge aegis riverfront, mullion
indict balmy stray buy pta.

ball forte.

Mostly about food

As I wanted to be finished with breakfast before 2:00 pm; I decided not to barbecue this morning.

Not that there is anything wrong with that.

I mean, that's cool, if that is what your into.

Times have changed since back in the day.

Even I; am learning to accept.

After some trial and error I was able to produce this perfect pancake.

While I did say; I wouldn't complain, there's nothing that says I can't exclaim that it is quite hot out. One might even say "stupid hot".

What can I say...

Their opening up a Sonic in Roseburg. People seem excited, I'm not really sure why. Anyway, I don't know what to make of this sign, wouldn't the full menu be hamburger, fries and soda? And why wouldn't you serve that all day?

I, almost, accidentally bought a $7 tomato.

Here is a smoothie I made. I didn't have any yogurt or appropriate liquids to add so I used tonic. It does ward off malaria, so I guess it's ok.

In it's final form.

"Live R&R"? Are we going to watch people take naps?

Apparently the library is now closed on Monday. Who do they think they are, a restaurant?

The brown and yellow portion of the food pyramid is pretty close to the top. I think it's just below the beer portion.

Drunken hillbilly shootout

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Don't be a gay

Today I got my melodica back.

Here is a panda belt buckle I am working on.

1

+ 1

= Angry gorilla belt buckle.

This on I've had for a while but didn't photograph as finished until now.

It's safe ... and shiny.

The Masons.

+ The Elks

Would equal an awesome belt buckle which I have not yet photographed.

Steve and Sarah came over for Margaritas with mint. Does that make them Margamohitos?

This weekend is "Graffiti Weekend".

What that means is:

People come from all over and drive their old cars around.

I will note that I drove my old car around all of last year an no one had a weekend for me.

Maybe it's because I didn't want to go cruising.

You can correct me if I'm wrong, but, I have always understood cruising to refer to gay men going to the park looking for hand jobs.

Is it possible that Roseburg has dedicated an entire weekend to hand jobs?

I didn't realize we were so progressive.

Assuming that is progress.

This woman had an extremely long cigarette.

And an Adams apple.

So, what all of this boils down to is: Roseburg takes one weekend a year and dedicates it to the small town gay community. And Roseburgs idea of progress is; blocking off traffic so that said gay community can drive around in circles looking for hand jobs.

I helped and added the "is".

A french fry in the sink.

Apparently we have moved on.

Here, Sarah regales us with stories about herself.

Really, the story was truly fascinating.

This is a butterfly we found while walking to my apartment to get popsicles.

Sadly, Sarah tried to squish it.

So I punched her.

Various things happened at the Idle Hour. Most notably though, was Justin's T-shirt portraying one bear asking another bear to pull his finger.

Greg has grown a mustache. I am just realizing now, in light of my realization about Roseburg's gay pride (Graffiti/cruising/hand job) weekend , why mustaches are so popular in Roseburg*, it's all secret code for "we're here, we're queer, we're undercover and looking for hand jobs..." (*Kenneth Anger: "Scorpio Rising"(1963))