Before you ask, no I didn’t eat at Burger King. I ate at the China Star across the street. I just thought the pleasant gray tones of the BK bathroom would be a nicer thing to see before the light finally left my eyes
The lengths that we will go to convince ourselves that this public bathroom floor is wet because it’s freshly mopped and not in fact covered in piss.
-A poem by Phil Lorenz
I once scissor kicked a homeless Man who was being too aggressive and wouldn’t leave me alone and now he bows to me every time I see him in the streets. Sometimes violence is the answer.
Currently drinking code red out of a McDonalds collectors cup while switchfoot is playing on the radio. Feeling like I went back in time, now the only thing that’s miss is a jelly bracelet and my will to live.
Had a guy on the bike trail today witness me yelling threats at a local goose, gave me a smile and a nod, but not like a ha ha you’re being funny smile more like a I would be right there where you are if you weren’t there right now kind of smile.