my accountant

for the baby

the ___ part of germany

why i love charles bukowski:

despite a prickly exterior involving booze abuse and crude humor he possessed a pulse extraordinary in its awareness and desperate struggle for preservation of the human spirit.

the way it goes

i went dancing and met this old man. he had long hair and a beer can and once played in someones cover band. he was no poet but the essence of him struck me. an old man on a saturday just trying to relate.

things my grandpa talks about:

upchucking

jail time

hookers and how much they cost

generation generalization

i recognize that we are headed down roads. but every time i hear about the tragedy of my contemporaries -- their cellular phones, coffee choices, facebook idolization or supposed lack of direction -- i am a little disappointed. we are all part of this downward spiral whether we acknowledge it or not -- we have all been birthed to an earth that whilst intrinsically unintentionally we still all have abused -- and to decide a group of persons based on age, interest or automobile preference to be the cause of a decline or the saddest of it all is to me a degree obtuse.