Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

http://www.peace-out.com/ http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/jimboloco/blurb.jpg i carried an empty pistol kept my bullets in my pocket like barney fife http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/jimboloco/EHRENWATADA2.jpg Lt. Ehren Watada, center, with his niece Kodie Watada and his father, Robert...

you din see a word i writ thy quaking stooge it's tyme ta quittt my keyboard is smoking an i want in on it, lovayou you homeless jew moishe buddha, boos and wows. mercy mee. amen, i yam what i yam, crystal city, texas, th popeye statue, spinach capital of th world, their claim to fame, thou flaming ...

unclencheth thy brow thy furrowed scowl thy putrid strench thy furious wrenching thy flaming ranting if indeed thee believes as thou has said, To constantly rail for change with deep-seated anger or brute force is barking up the wrong tree. we may all as well be dead so what the hell let's be brave ...

dat's uh, worth rebeepeating one more time, Duv man how about some more summer shots from the cold north midwest it must be hardy, actually good fer ya, hardy har har get off yer buttand start snappin. abstroint lives in Kallammazzoo sshe likes to tromp about in the local swamps we need some more sw...

enuh? what have you been smoking?

i would have a golden parachute
and be mute
a cornucopia of content

Shemp was th forth stooge.

Lady Jane won't ya come fly with me,
your liberation theology with Sojourner Truth,
An those Sweet Dixie Chicks
is right on down in sweet Alabam
Southern Comfort
Sloe Gin
mint julip
that lady is so hip
why all th bebop Jewish celebs
went into show biz,
pray for Grace

i was in a running stream
huckleberry finn
floating the mongol mountains
valleys
hidden villages
sweetly deep in scattered valleys
along a stream
looking up
i saw the mountains walled
the meadows fragrant
sung with chalk on stone
the early dreams of reverence

oh i'm a rose carryin patriot a riot of roses stuck in their noses the thornies are comin ready to prick them aristocrats them bums the real bums shit market target the rich forgetaboutit im :| sick of it we're free dumb basturds whey and curds spidery words scared away no play oy vey crunch :!: to ...

mercy me let it beee
buzzing beeeez
pollinated
early morning buzzz
all flamez ain't evil,
annie, mercy me

mercy
looked up wellbutrin in the wikipidea brain trust
up in smoke
was your sweet honey nurse practitioner a he or a she?
or was she not a falsetto,
librettoloco.

jesus judy moses mommy hoseah hannah alabama jam not mine but thine will be done lordy lordy last rites goin down in flames like there's no manyana dive into vast currents hovering in air nowhere to go but downnnn ah the golden parachute snap! it unfurls and plumes of smoke waft upwards from th hill...

ah tenacity
seems to be here now
yet feeling like a wreck meself
yet not miserable
yet going to hell in a bucket
somewhat enjoying the bumpy ride
boink!