Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Compressed Weather

Clever indeed feathered friend. Nearly like BigBird and the Keyhole. Not like the KH-X series really were all that much more than an oversized optical magic trick, but a pretty pure little trick nontheless. Stormy, like relationships out west. Crawling, dawning into a place of unrequeted hazy pure aprehension and apathy. Nearly so, but not like that, at least in the sense that those in need any better than the flow of hot to cold and wind gradients spilling off the mountains into the plains. Despite this all the best.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Roll Roll Roll

Pork tamales could nearly be the perfect food outside the near eastern muslim/vegan culinary hegemony. Inside of course spiced lentils rein supreme. Northerly is land of muselix and nuts. Mostly the boreal kind, walnuts, acorns, pecans and the like. Westerly lie a land of many hats a tricorn inspiration to those with uncovered heads and poor fashion sense. Watch, learn, buy, become a confident, successful person, unafraid of glaring sun, squalking birds, or disapproving peers. Take the frost, hoar or note, crystallized patterns fractally presented upon plate glass. And here, is a place where a soothing throat lozenge may find not only purchase, but a premium.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

feed live

One thing about portable breathalizers, they can be easy to lose when intoxicated. Loss of hand eye coordination, shyness, inhibitions and short term memory lapses each play a part in the resulting disappearance of the very device designed to identify and help prevents both its own loss and the aforementioned systems. Nearly enough however, is what can be told from a tale of individual twins with kleptomaniacal tendencies. In such times and places not only one, but two alcohawks may go missing nearly simultaneoulsy. Which is somewhat awkward when attempting to serve the hor de'oureves prior to the main course of braised rack of lamb. Instead, what happens is antipasta may appear. HOrribly enticing if you're into cultural fusion and the culinary train wrecks which follow with such regualar and predicatable frequency. What, wait is this thing on? Somebody get that tape.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

larceny

truth is when it comes across. what's free is free, and yet everything has its price. ravens may crow and dogs may dog your steps, and yet turquoise inlays never ring thrice. this is the highway yet easy for cars it is not. fences work the same both day and night, yet jails loom larger in the darkness. spring could be nearly arriving, yet the doorway leads to summer. someday. you can choose, the wind shall blow. regardless.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Aster Relief

Raster grief? That's something I seen once inside the crashed RAM cells of my soon to be deceased video card. Congesting? Hardly. That would be something best left to over-the-counter cold medicines stocked at the local strip mall pharmaceutical outfit. Something you'd find near the pain-killers, cough-suppressants and buffered analgesics. Near abouts to the vicinity of a well placed pan-galactic traveling towel. Now the question being, was it a sentient Aster, or whale. Or all together something else, a marigold perhaps? Certainly not a sunflower. That would be both a restaurant and an art themed interlude in a career of an otherwise insane artist suffering bouts of remorse due to a lack of societal acceptance. Though really that could be why non-prescription drugs are found all over the world these days. Last I checked prescription pharmacies don't stock towels and what's a traveler to due? Shop at two stores and then be bothered to skip the system? Ha, things should and have progressed further. These days it's one hop to the strip mall for a towel, medicinal remedies and even more optimistically a bouquet of plastic Asters. Now that's how I spell reflief, a bit of non-congesting flowers, a good towel and a host of cheaply available sugar coated drugs in multi-colored shells. Mmmm and mmmm.