Vaclav

I am still a young man but, feel cathartic down in the, private hemisphere often, these days .

Do you think you'll be, active still in, the sexy time passed, age 40 ?

hillary clinton can, derelicte my balls

I do not play the, snooker so much .

Who is going 2, The Alibi this, Saturday ??

Shoot a round of pool or two

Yes , I will play Keith Sweat on, the jukebox a song , or two.

gonna b soon.

what's new.

John Cale reissued, "Music for a New Society ".

Meet me at the, Alibi when you arrive !

yeah shes back and yea nobody posts anymore nice to see you =]

Any1 in , NYC ?

e0d9 is that really, Whitney ?

Hello old friends, what's nude ?

The internet massage boards, seems less , intent nowadays.

I speak of being, lashed against the languid , languish of not progressing .

Today at 45rpm I sat, upon a stone and listening to, the sound of trickle water feeling still to make my own as I drank two beers at , Fanelli's previous I felt, asleep for perhaps, 12 minutes 18 seconds. In that time I had, an intense dream about a, snowman wearing a, Mille Miglia speaking to me, in tongue unknown to me. Strange still on the reflection of, his googles I could see, an episode of Hong Kong Phooie. I was awoken by, a saleman in , large glasses remembering Kim Jong II , looking down on me, and saying "not in here , son ".

At Hart- o -the - Mart I spied , Bill Murry on a tartan seat , golf cart .

Just have to do this one thing first...

Capt'n Freedom, freedom me.

The pendulum is, penduluming.

I have found my 501 's gutted in, an unnecessary confrontation.

Please send some, troopers with gapple hooks .

Make it quick, like a dremmel for your, fad(e).

FYI : My name isn't, Tuttle.

Flexi your, head I screamed when I, saw Scream on, Saturday Night but it was, on VHS 5 years, later.

Did you dub it from, vinyl to, cassette ?

Listening in your, Honda Civic or

perhaps,

a boom box in, Palmer Sq ?

Anger means mostly, nothing, now.

Lamentations about selling, your flexi .

Down by Law at, the 9:30 it wasn't, Dag Nasty.

Still a memory better preserved than, any at ABC, No.

Rio.

don't go back to that old house vaclav

Too late now I, feel stuck inside.

Nostalgia flows as, a nose bleed without, ending.

Somebody quick, dabble my chambray with your old, club's soda.

Ridgewood Queen has, the pierogie better.

With or, without word I'll confine, everything .

Body and hole, come together.

And as it happened it, happened in, 1988.

Feigning, hello staring from beneath, the bushes.

I went and saw, some graffiti made, at 13.

Listening in the, car to Depeche Mode persisted, depressed mode.

Is your hair still there, or has it, moved away ?

Does any1 cover it, with wood chip ?

is your, keyboard broken?

Perhaps so, (space )is your, sense of, being ?

Please don't be sly to, not answer simply .

Don't be snide to share it, here.

Tonight I'll brush, with an argyle sock that's half hanging from, the dresser drawer.