Whatupskis! So, it’s been awhile, dooders. Totes my bad. But I’ve been doing a lot of artistic shit on the side, to say nothing of the fact that I kinda view all of my life as a living novel/art instillation, so, like, putting things down on paper or on the internet just seems kinda inadequate, amiright?
Buuuuuut I know Jesse asked me to pitch in from time to time, so I got really fucked up and looked through my fridge last nite. FEED YOUR HEAD.
Oh man…..I’m really hungry. I’m so hungry….so hungry….that….I don’t know what to get in the fridge….guess…..guess I’ll take a look.
It’s…..fridge is so cold.
Oh…I think, uh, I think I had….some muffins. Let’s see.
Ohhhhhhh no there’s, there’s, uh…..no muffins. Maybe I ate them yesterday……
Sometimes I forget……muffins…..well, uh, well, maybe I have some, oh, uh, some pizza leftover from the other day: no, no pizza, either. I’d really like some pizza….like, pizza with some pepperoni, yeah that’d be sweet….and maybe, uh, sausage….yeah….yeah…that’d be good, yeah..and maybe some mushrooms too, yeah….mushrooms, uh, mushrooms are okay on a pizza for me….yeah….and…oh, it would tastes so good….yeah….it’s almost like I can taste it now. Pretty good. Yeah.
I guess I could go and, uh, get it now: call the place, uh, order my pizza then walk down there to get the pizza then walk back here and eat the pizza. Yeah, sweet, I think, I think….I think that’s what I’ll do….make the call. Yeah. I’ve got a loud phone, I forget.
There, I ordered it.
But it’s….oh! But its really…it’s so cold….just…..no way, too much. I’m going to be hungry forever….forever….
Yeah, I know. Pretty fucking awesome. Yeah, I know. It is kinda like Burroughs and Joyce looking through a fridge together. Thanks.
Well, chowser Bowser. I’ll check in later with some more BOOM BOOM GOES THE DYNAMITE.