Blog...Blog...Blog

Sunday September 11th, 2005. This has been one of the single most lonely weekends of my life. This realization, which was first recognized Friday night while perusing the shelves of the local family Video, alone, meaning there was no human being who made a cognizant decision to be seen with me at the aforementioned Family Video, for while I was alone, I was NOT alone, there were some who spoke only to themselves there were some who spoke to those around them as if they were characters in there sad little movie too, there were those who spoke only in third person, referring to there personal bootleg film collections, "yes, He does already have bootleg hookers three, but it's stretched , haaahaag if you know what I mean. HaaHaag." NO ONE responded to him." This is when I began to feel nausea and dizziness, I started to sway back and forth with each contemplative step, analyzing my weaknesses further and further, telling myself things will inevitably be ok. "They have to get better right." I had reached family-vid limit and while I chose the movies I(heart)Huckabees from dollar rental and Everest Imax from free documentary and educational video section I thought for some reason of the word Blog. It's the sound one makes when gutturally purging three to six 4 ounce packages of Black forest Gummybears onto the street. Coincidence, maybe, maybe not...

~To be continued

J