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The Power of Bob

Bob is All
Bob is divine
Bob is in control
Bob will save our souls
Bob is the tapeworm,
in the bottle of cheap tequila.
That comes alive at night,
And sneaks up and bite our nipples.

Know the infinite power of Bob!

Beautiful simple and brilliant

I wish I’d just heard that comment about me, but instead it’s about this short film
Are You the Favorite Person of Anybody?
and while I’m making gratuitous links to shorts, here’s one about Valentines love and hope in the modern era.
[note: The great thinker from Mypos is one of the funniest things I’ve heard in a […]

The tip jar

Recycling old material while I wait for something new and exciting to happen in my head.
Last week, I was bored and the tip jar we have in the cafe was in need of some sprucing up so I wrote up a little story of how wonderful we were and how we’d use people’s money productively […]

I think I’m going to change my name

As things do when you work in a kitchen and your tasks are mindless and all consuming at the same time, the notion of having the name “fiesta” came up. Then the thought Wolfgang Fiesta flowed from the depths of the collective unconscious.
Wolfgang Fiesta is a spectacular name. It’s the best name you could have. […]

Aphorisms from Nietzsche

“…live dangerously”
“Become who you are.” or “Become what you are.” depending on the translation.
They’re fresh in my mind because of an article on Nietzsche I read yesterday but mostly because my life has been the exact opposition of those notions along iwth the conscious realization of that non-ness. Maybe a little moreso because I was […]

Someone has been lying to me

…about there being Mexicans and people of similar ancestry in the southwest. It is amazing how difficult it’s been to find an old Mexican man in Tucson. I need one desperately and maybe if it were for a deviant sexual purpose one would just show up at my house because that’s the kind of thing […]

Moment remix

This natural tongue got you sprung.
Windy enough to blow the world clean.
The great great man is crying.
The sign blinks to the beat. Neon red. Neon blue. Red. Blue. Red. Blue.
It’s time to start shit roll up the carpet and turn up the radio-oh.
A bicycle pump strapped to smelly man’s shoulder.
In a frenzy eyeballs bulging.
Organic chemistry […]

A trypitc of the New Age

…or The tale of the British American Indian, the electrified hippie, and the guy from Brooklyn
Thursday I was sitting there in Epic minding my own business like I always do writing a little and IMing a little, communicating like the kids do. It was cool however the kids say cool these days.
A weatherbeaten man somewhere […]

Great deals on separatists!

I was just looking on Google for the spelling and for some maps for the Basque region in Spain. This will make sense in a moment. I also wanted the name of the Basque separatist group for the next post about being surrounded by the New Age.
When I did the search Google came up […]