Reaching for Content in the Spirit of Walt

 


I was actually really set to record some music that I thought would be decent. But then I got muscle spasms/cramps in my arms because I am a girly man and will never be governer of California. So instead I did a shitty guitar jam with my crampy arms and then had a go at Jack Bickham’s 38 Common Fiction Writing Mistakes.

Interestingly enough as I was clicking around my tabs this article showed up:

https://getpocket.com/explore/item/how-to-keep-criticism-from-sinking-your-confidence-walt-whitman-and-the-discipline-of-creative-self?utm_source=pocket-newtab

I haven’t read it yet but I’m fairly certain from the volumes in my ex-girlfriends house that Walt Whitman is the cunt who wrote Blades of Grass and punched his editors. I was going to invoke him as the sort of person who wouldn’t give a damn about 38 most common anythings. But temper it by saying O come on, you can’t just shit out whatever you want…

And then I shat out whatever I wanted.

So hail Bacchus and Hail Whitman.

Cheers!


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Prole Pizza – For Replenishment, Fatness, and Coronary Occlusion (Vlog)


I lug boxes for a living. Sometimes I run out of healthy stuff so I opt for hearty.

Base – Red Baron Deluxe Supreme
Garnish – Nacho Cheese and a metric ton of Ground Beef



I work in the hub but sometimes do driver help. Like I did a couple of days ago. I saw purple while recovering at a diner on the second day. Granted I worked since four AM and my own car doesn’t have air con but still: neither the hub where I work nor the trucks have air conditioning. And Friday in my area had a heat index of 105 degrees Farenheit according to what my driver said.

The lady from the video has created a petition to put air conditioning in the trucks.

And, while  I’m not sure that air con is workable without a new fleet please sign the petition to help press for change.

https://www.change.org/p/demand-ups-provide-air-conditioning-to-all-drivers


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Drink the Wine (Poem and Song)


So you’ve got some wine and you’ve got some time

But you just won’t drink it in

Cause you’re always waiting for some dream to begin

Yea excuse you need an excuse for each and every use

Cause tasting grapes for the sake of life

Is a foul abuse

So you take a knife

And cut a portion

Carefully and gingerly

To keep up with the notion

That you’d better be so very spare with joy

Because you can’t stare at the common fact

That we’re a million miles from Troy

And each and every act Is a circle and a line

So you’ll sit and wait and wait and wait

And you won’t drink the wine


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