Thursday, June 24, 2010

Will some of the oil evaporate?

If so, might it mix with rain and fall inland? If so, might it ruin my garden? Will it be bad for crops? Will it grease the streets? foul our water? poison animals? totally wreck my pool?
It can't happen here. It can't happen here. I'm telling you, my dear, that it can't happen here.

Is there a Physics Professor in the house?


Bad for Fish


Tuesday, June 22, 2010

COME ON DOWN !!!!


We love me Not

Tonight, I was out drinking and smoking and eating fried fish. I played my guitar at what passes , around here, for the cool place, the hip joint, the ankle-bone, the monkey's elbow, as it were.
What's 'er name had driven in from Sarasota, enjoying a tatoo on the back of her neck ( Hi ! ), a baby startin' at the bottom of her tank-top, a white-supremacist pappy-notion in carceration, a bunch o' beers and plenty of smokes.

I try to start lively with Why Don't We Do It In The Road, and get heckled 2 seconds into it. A far too fuckin' typical American starts givin' me The Business 'cause he has gotten comfortable bein' a dick, and he's not even thinking about me or listening to me, He's drunk, his reason is his. But I was hoping to entertain the strangers. I need to. They need somethin', ... bunch o' assholes.