losers please sign in
So there’s this guy who owns some sort of garage down a couple blocks toward the ghetto part of the street I live on. Almost every morning for the past few years that I’ve lived here, the poor guy has had to come out and paint over the nightly graffiti left by the Mexican gangster […]
diary of a wandering recluse
Saturday night I drank a bottle of wine, wrote some lyrics and watched “Diamonds Are Forever” with Sean Connery. Rudd wanted me to go with him to the casino, but I’m not going to the stupid Indian casino, nobody is going to win anything there. And I realize that they just want to go for […]