1. Thursday, August 28, 2008

    theres good people on this planet 

    maybe theyre harder to find in hollywood. maybe theyre easier to find in your neck of the world. for some reason ive never had problems finding them. maybe its cuz i dont care what people look like what sorta clothes they wear what sorta bus they ride.

    work has been hard lately. i dont know why. same job. we’re gonna do record numbers again. maybe its hard cuz ive been staying up every night during the olympics helping out and now staying up for the elections too.

    plus the cheerleaders knock on the front door tap on the windows and bang on the back door.

    i dont perform with any of the magic that i used to.

    they dont care. or they dont notice.

    or have never seen what its supposed to be like.

    its supposed to be otherworldly. youre supposed to weep a little after.

    youre supposed to shake a lil. youre supposed to change.

    youre supposed to die a smidge.

    maybe youve been in slam pits. maybe youve been in some situations where you didnt know what was gonna come next. maybe you knew there was danger ahead. and you floored it there. its supposed to be a little like that.

    or a lot like that. its supposed to be so good so bad so

    private

    that youre supposed to have a secret afterwards. you shouldnt be able to talk about it at work. you shouldnt be able to blog about it and you definatly shouldnt be able to explain every detail to your mom.

    you shouldnt roll over afterwards and say

    k wanna play wii now?