Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i was just sitting outside enjoying the clear night sky and the constellations and listening to the thoughts in my head, trying to calm the night and the neighbors are having a party... that's fine... spanish music coming from their backyard... they have a pool table in the upstairs loft room... i noticed the dude open the window and saw that it had no screen on it... i thought of my own windows which need screens... then i witnessed him unzip his goddamn fly and piss out the fucking window... that's right ... he pissed out the window.... i'm pissed... i'm upset.... jesus... they are nice neighbors but i'm sorry, you just don't piss out your window while your neighbors are enjoying their deck.... these people need 5 acres... or 10... not a house in the 'burbs....

i need advil and we're out

pissin' out the window... i can't believe it... jesus

i've had parties before where people pissed in my backyard.... men... fucking men... jesus christ... that was years ago... i don't know people who would piss in my backyard any more... there's a bathroom inside, for crissake...

pissin ya off?

next time, wear a raincoat. At least you saw it coming.

please, yes, by the way, take me to sowebo. Walk that way

thanks, jude.....i'm taking you with me

gonna close my set with your piece, time allowing

we're winging it... as usual... lol

gotta wait until the other sounds stop so i can continue getting ready... i'm not ready... i'm never ready... but i do it anyway because i have to... because i want to... because i can

yeah, i got pissed, alright

they must have heard me... i came into the house and said, 'dammit... the neighbor just pissed out the window' and maybe i said it too loud because within minutes all the lights went out and the house went to sleep....oh well... i didn't mean to close down their party... i just think bathroom endeavors have a proper place .... raincoat? nah... not me... courtesy is the best raincoat

I hope this will not ruin your breakfast

About the second worst thing that can happen to a truck driver when he is three thousand miles from home is to get sick. I remember I was at a truck stop around Phar Left. The waitress that brought me my food sneezed. I should have made a fuss but I didn't. About three days latter I had a bitch cold. I was drinking a lot of gator ade. It was running through me fast. I was constantly having to stop to squirt the dirt. So I decided to keep one of the empty bottles for the used gator ade and another bottle to drink from. Yeah I grabbed the wrong bottle. Kind of tasted like gator ade too.

Sorry

but speaking of breakfast, I eat fried matzos for breakfast sometimes. This morning I grabbed the wrong shaker. It was chili powder not pepper. Not bad. I might do it again.

homesick for B'more but I don't know that city any more. I used to play hookey a lot. Wander the water front from Fell's Point to Federal Hill. Last time I was back there it looked more like the French Rivera. Yachts and condo's, ware houses, ship yards, tug boats skip jacks all gone.

My City Was Gone

"But my family was gone
I stood on the back porch
There was nobody home
I was stunned and amazed
My childhood memories
Slowly swirled past
Like the wind through the trees
A, o, oh way to go ohio"

I hope you have a good time, I know you will. Wireman where is he, his jamming like the sound of sunshine for me. I don't remember him posting much lately.

now doreen,

don't get sanctimonius on me

you didn't mind it when I wrote your name in the snow

LR - NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! UCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!


dp - Don't worry your serenity will be back intacted in no time!!!! Yeah that's not being nice neighbors at all. I hope that never happens again to you!!!!
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Honda Gold Wing