Wednesday, November 11, 2009

The pumps don't work cause the Vandals took the handles

Curse you fortune! Just for future reference, you don't need to go out of your way to introduce misery into my life.

Thanks,

Josh

Thursday, September 17, 2009

If I had a hammer...

I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening
All over this land
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land

Well I've got a hammer
And I've got a bell
And I've got a song to sing
All over this land
It's the hammer of justice
It's the bell of freedom
It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters
All over this land

Saturday, August 8, 2009

A summer of funerals...

"We need to bestir ourselves; life will leave us behind unless we make haste; the days are fleeting by, carried away at a gallop, carrying us with them; we fail to realize the pace at which we are being swept along; here we are making comprehensive plans for the future and generally behaving as if we had all the leisure in the world when there are precipices all around us."

Here's to hoping Death doesn't bother to come in threes. Cheers.

Friday, July 10, 2009

When I get to the promised land I'm gonna shake the eye's hand

A few observations drawn from the past few days and months:

1) Dead bodies are very cold.

2) This economy sucks.

3) I hate myself most of all.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Try so hard to make it through the summer without breaking a sweat

I suddenly feel so much like Montreal, 2002. Not at all like September, 2005. Well maybe a little.

Revisions and gaps in history, etc.

If anyone needs me, I'll be up North burying the elder stateswoman of the Chapman clan.

Here, for no particular reason, is a fish I caught. Poor bastard. I threw him back:



And, just because: