1. Sunday, March 26, 2017

    sometimes you say fuckit, im eating pancakes in the street 

    expectations are everything

    when you’re a baby you expect your bottom to be dry and your belly to be full.

    if those expectations aren’t met, you cry until things change.

    as we grow, we create unique ways to call bullshit.

    not all of us are imaginative enough to take a tv tray, a fold up chair, pancakes and syrup

    and march out to the street

    and eat those damn pancakes in our night pants

    but ive seen some things.

    i had a girlfriend i loved so much who would call me constantly and just cry and cry.

    theres only so much you can do on the telephone.

    i had a boss at the xbi who would order me to take him up in chopper one

    and just circle LA

    id ask him where he wanted to go and he’d just say

    find evil.

    some nights there was no evil in LA, whattya gonna do.

    so he made some.

    sometimes life is just being there for someone else. someone you dont fully understand but someone who you either have to be around or want to be around.

    but you have no fucking clue whats going on with them.

    i say let them eat their pancakes

    in the damn street.

    topless.

    it’s a free country.