Thursday, July 17, 2003
hi ho.
Hi HO!
hiho hiho its off to work i go...
firstday first ddday.
i ferget how to canel, did i ever know...
hot spoons HOT, in water, dry, with a curling motion
flick wrist
"avec un jolie cul"
curl fingers under so ye dont slice em off!
never lean against anything,,,
never have your hands in your pockets
always be busy,,,
clean something,
organise something,
put things away,
get more plates,
ask for more plates,
ask for more orangina,
drink orangina,
orders in,
plates in a row,
clean,
place it down,
with hight,
with motion in placement.
add colour,
add sauce,
and deco,
wipe rim,
throw em out there,
not too melt,
to look the good.
waA!
speeeed freak it.
and then the next.
nextnextnext,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
from 3pm----1am....
bike home,,,
work on shiny fluffy elf bear dolls for little girl's birthday,,,
(this is an estimation of it all)
the real thing to come.....
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posted by jasa at 11:53 AM
Tuesday, July 15, 2003
watching baking sponge
like newborns
through a window
breathing in waves
rise and fall
their bellies
they grow toooo slooow
ow
throw up the heAt
they shrink in shock
threw their bellie buttons
don't mention the mafia
he hadnt in six years
never to find a horse
in his bed
my bed i find it
with the comfort
of southerners.
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shmuel's rap song:
ok, tax cuts goods abortion's bad
war is good and so's my dad
Protestors are objectively pro-saddam
when my missile shoots it goes bam bam bam
Divorce, kills blacks, and fags are gay
Alcohol's good, but pot's a gateway
Affirmative action is racial discrimination
"I got nemerous ways to earn funds"
I paralyze your resources like stagflation
of your resources I consume more and more
& "i'll pack heat like the oven door"
fuck up your country like corporate globalization
fuck up your shit like your name was Salvatore Allende
Mother Fucker, my SUV weighs a ton
fine bitches I bone, my skills are honed
Got the whole wide world in my hand
kill innocent MOther Fuckers like ariel sharon
spreading capatalism all across the land
win every battle, cause my religion is right, man
Rock your world like Bush did the Taliban
Got like 6 trillion tricks up my sleeves
Dominate the game like Bryant "Big Country" Reeves
Rhymes quicker than those of asupercomputer
Be droppin' the bomb like I'm George Bush Jr.
shmu-el knows those throws.... he has a blog (but i forget,,,i will remember...)
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posted by jasa at 1:10 PM
Monday, July 14, 2003
this is the day of my entrance.
and so i am still entering
into
towards
the unknown,,,
"where have my shoulders gone " " "
as i pass, my feet, far up from...
my feet the beginnings, my shoulders nearer to the now,,,
my head bowing through to touch new
looking at the endless ness of the comings...
(catch the spirals of smoke resonating past the stick in the plant hovering with ash)
forever rolling hills
roll into them
be pressed
to posses-s
some of theirs
as i pass through
diffrently shaped at the exit.
yOw.
posted by jasa at 12:49 PM
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