Friday, October 29, 2004

good writing = good blog

this is me writing a good blog.

see?

last night i played drums in a band.
the band is called the spy's.
the music we played was hip-hop.
we played it in a bar.
the bar is called the stovepiper.
it was good.

Up until around 11:00, there was nobody there except the spy's and the regulars.
The regulars are not a band, they are the people that usually hang out at the bar on thursday nights to get drunk.
It does seem like a good name for a band, though.
I wonder if its taken.
Probably so.
I bet the internet could tell me if it's taken.


Q: Does prose become poetry if you hit "ENTER" after every sentence?

A: No

Q: Does time become space if you sit in an uncomfortable position for 30 minutes?

A: Possibly

Q: Does time become space if you eat hallucinogenic mushrooms?

A: Absolutely

Q: Does voting for the president of the united states make the united states a democracy?

A: No

People eventually started to show up at the stovepiper.
This was our first show.
Everyone was pleased.
Even me.

After it was over, I gave someone a ride home.
She was a rapper with a pretty face, bleach-blonde hair, and a butch attitude.
She was also an actress.
I was expecting to get some easy tail, but I was a little slow on the uptake.
I think she could tell that I'm not much of a player.
Its been a while since I've been able to touch a female.
Oh well,
live and learn.

Thursday, October 28, 2004

the first entry in a world wide web log



This is an entry in a blog.

I am not a writer.


Pilot a ship through a sea of fog,

Put your anchor in the water.





Hello. It's nice to meet you.