I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas.
My fingers are Santa's little helpers.
My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments.
I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn.
Sisyphus, sweating uphill.
Bukowski,
scribbling away
in rooming houses.
A river always flowing.
I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
12/10/08
Why does food always smell better when you don't make it yourself?
The pizza always smells better on the other side of the fence.
Ummm...because Anonymous.com usually gets me people looking for guidance pertaining to the first of twelve steps relating to alcoholism. Hello, Bummer.
what? why am i not part of your favorite links?
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