St. Patty's Day 2010 -

Carl was standing on the western shore of the Arkansas river on the south side of Tulsa, OK. The smell of the mud was as pulchritudinous as Wombat Divine. To the south-east, across the river, he could see CityPlex Towers. Oral Robert's University had some of the most amazing Futuristic architecture in the country. Tulsa itself had one of the largest concentrations of Art Deco architecture in the country. It was a beautiful spring day. Ducks were swimming in the eddies.
Carl pulled out a notebook and a pencil and began to make a list.

1. Write a concise book on the legal history of obscenity.
2. Produce a series of ceramic vessels - glaze being photographic transfer - depictions of porno film reels.
3. Annapurna.
4. Get at least one piece of work into the Delta Exhibit.
5. Win Best of Show in the Delta Exhibit. (not necessarily the same piece as in #4.)
6. Learn how to play skat and win at least $100 in a single hand.
7. Finish at least one script and film it, including one scene of each: euchre, chess, backgammon, pool, tribbing.
8. Paint at least one proper watercolor of the Mississippi, the Arkansas, a rice field, a cotton field, and a hot bitch's portrait.
9. Win the lottery.

Carl leaned back against the rocks and looked out over the water. He let his eyes glaze over as he felt the sun on his fur. He was in an excellently positive mood. The gulls above squacked as they flew upstream to the waste-water treatment facility.
Viva Marmota Monax.

A sophisticated drunk knows his glasses.
Mr. Suavo knows his glasses.
He also knows his guest.
They draw, read, entertain
the game, and of course,
Drink.

Schrodinger's veins are filled with Sangria, not blood.

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She is a sick nation that sees Justice,
the world by a sash is blinded
accordingly across the eyes,
not My judge.

HAPPY HURRICANE SEASON, EVERYONE !!!

New Plans Pass Fort God Planning Commission Tuesday Night


In Other News
Ms. Gabriele's cow came home
and
Mr. Todd's lua menu included
whole hog over peach and last
years cock-fight champions
roasted with a glaze of cherry
and Ragnaud-Sabourin XO
Grande Champagne Cognac.

Pioneer Days! Carnie, at
the dart booth, shared a video she took
of a 17 yr gal during the festival.
Red was enjoyed the dance.

Ash Wednesday

Thank Je$u$ for Beer!
and camping. and chocolate.
and everything else that is good about Easter.
Like bunnies.

The myspace call for jokes has reulted in only
one return thus far. I shall post it here for the
sake of preserving the 'nothing is sacred' rule:

"
Q: What do they call black people in the South?
A: Niggers

From Mr. Assbabius Extremus.
"
Maybe he's been watching seinfeld again,
god have mercy on his eternal soul.

Absent a good cracker joke to pair against
it that one won't make it to the story.

you'd think that between jesus coming around and
all the chocolate and the kids (only ones with any sense)
who believe in the damn easter bunny
people would be more willing to
contribute to a story where the entire body is
devoted to jokes and funny stories and
the intro and outro involve
nietzsche in zartathustra-spandex arriving at
the eternal recurrence.

maybe i just need another beer.
who knows.

Well folks,
It is a new year for this Dr.
I hope you all have had a good one,
I'm looking forward to what is in store
for this go 'round.
There are Bhut Jolokia's and Habanero's
to be grown, either a trip
to Belize or a return to Russia, many
gravel roads, some black top,
perhaps New Orleans and perhaps
some Texas and Iowa.
Maybe some rivers, too.
I'm starting to miss the Okoee
and the Arkansas, the Nantahala
and I've yet to taste the Green
or visit the Seven Tea Cups.
The opportunities abound.
God and Cthulhu Bless You All.

so much shit happens everyday. a lot has happened since August 25, 2006.
nothing that has made it onto this page, though.

I haven't had a cigarette in about 5 days now. the first few sucked real bad.
My head hurt, felt like a fever. At times it felt there was a nest of hornets in my skull.

Sometimes the hornet nest would move down to my stomach.
hours later it would move back to my skull, not quite as loud as before
but a lot more annoying.

the hornets left sometime yesterday. theren't weren't too many
left by then anyway. I knocked the nest down the day before.
everyday this week I went running for 20 to 40 minutes,
jarring the bastards out of my lungs and my ears and my nose.

there is no more buzzing now, no more headache.

I don't get crabby any more with people.
I'm more patient of people's ignorance and pride.
I'm more tolerant of the stupid and of assholes,
capitalist shits who care more about reputation and money.

I feel cleaner, I can exercise longer.
When other smokers are around they actually stink to me,
unpleasant, thick, dirty. the stale ammonia rolls off them
like grease from McDonalds fries.

One voice in my head says
"You've made it this far."
another says
"look how happy you are."
I want a smoke more than ever before.

Unused embryos.