I saw another lesbo on the bus
and she actually smiled at me
in a friendly way
like friendly people do
my first thought was
"She must have just moved here."
She'll cop to soon enough.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Now I Am Reluctant to Post on livejournal
because I friended Jean Moulin
and other french resistance fans
and I am falling into that old timey catch 22
about joining a club that would have me as a member...
I have delusions of grandeur for them
especially this phantom person who posts as jean moulin
I imagine they are all more intelligent than I
which is probably true
but I imagine myself more intelligent than a lot of other people
and yes it does make me think less of them
but who gives a fuck what I think?
Yeah.
and other french resistance fans
and I am falling into that old timey catch 22
about joining a club that would have me as a member...
I have delusions of grandeur for them
especially this phantom person who posts as jean moulin
I imagine they are all more intelligent than I
which is probably true
but I imagine myself more intelligent than a lot of other people
and yes it does make me think less of them
but who gives a fuck what I think?
Yeah.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
I know it's over
still I post
photos of Easter with Sisters...
(I don't think I will ever tire of mocking Morrissey)
Me
in my Easter Egg Costume.
Yeah, I've gone past chubby here
but at least it helped with the egg theme,
and my knockers are still in proportion!
So, there I am with Sister Gladys Pantsaroff
who helped to pull a man from this:
They didn't save him.
But another passerby saved a puppy
from one of the burning cars.
This is why I love SF.
I love a city where people
on their way home from work
will run
toward
the fire.
photos of Easter with Sisters...
(I don't think I will ever tire of mocking Morrissey)
Me
in my Easter Egg Costume.
Yeah, I've gone past chubby here
but at least it helped with the egg theme,
and my knockers are still in proportion!
So, there I am with Sister Gladys Pantsaroff
who helped to pull a man from this:
They didn't save him.
But another passerby saved a puppy
from one of the burning cars.
This is why I love SF.
I love a city where people
on their way home from work
will run
toward
the fire.
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