Stewpot. Unassuming, bicycle-riding, soccer-playing, waterfront-living, office guy secretary dude.
With a crazy brain!
Seriously, anyone who reads this blog (all four of you) should have a re-read of Nicolai's latest posts. Each one is the carefully crafted product of a fevered imagination, a strange genius--a raving lunatic. I've never read such incredible stuff. Really, this is a blog entry of pure appreciation. Especially since he is--in person and to all appearances--a totally normal dude.
Nickleson, It must take an incredible amount of effort to keep a constant lid on that crazy brain of yours during the day. You're like some kind of superhero. Bravo, sir, bravo.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
ThOsE sTePs ArE pAiNtEd
while watching "meet the fockers" last night, I saw the golden light of heaven...
those steps are painted....
the top of the steps were painted, only the top (and to use a word that's over-used) it looked GLORIOUS....
my days as the jack-ass of the neighborhood are soon to end...
happiness abounds.
enjoy your futbol.
those steps are painted....
the top of the steps were painted, only the top (and to use a word that's over-used) it looked GLORIOUS....
my days as the jack-ass of the neighborhood are soon to end...
happiness abounds.
enjoy your futbol.
Friday, May 11, 2007
An Open Letter to Nick Stewart
Dear Nick,
Why don't you love me anymore? You used to love me all day and all night. Now you don't love me even a little. I know we've had some hard times baby, but I never stopped loving you. Not even for a second. I know I can make you love me again, you've just got to give me a chance. Put the hate away, lock it up in a little box and throw away the key. There, don't you feel better? I know I do. Mmmm, that's much better. I'm going to love you long time.
Jake
Why don't you love me anymore? You used to love me all day and all night. Now you don't love me even a little. I know we've had some hard times baby, but I never stopped loving you. Not even for a second. I know I can make you love me again, you've just got to give me a chance. Put the hate away, lock it up in a little box and throw away the key. There, don't you feel better? I know I do. Mmmm, that's much better. I'm going to love you long time.
Jake
Saturday, May 05, 2007
lonely planet
Hello. Is their anybody out there? Just tell me if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home?
Friends,
I write to you today to tell you I am saddened by the lack of posts on ballz on fire.
Snake CEO has been hard at work demolishing homes far and wide across greater King County. Seen a good Godzilla movie lately? Snake is his own version of a large stinky monster stomping on buildings all over town. Way to destroy the infrastructure, slimy.
Snafu has been hard at work painting his room in lovely pastel colors that are turning normally energetic people into lazy sleepy bed time story readers.
Meat.Loaf continues her ongoing search for the perfect porn movie. Shocking. Those of us from the great state of Indiana do not approve.
Stinka's been all across the country in search of the perfect blond hippie surfer boy to make out with only to tackle the poor boy moments later. "Surfing's not just a sport, it's a way of life. It's about looking that wave in the eye and saying 'hey bud, let's party', hey, where'd you get that jacket?"
Ginny pop is throwing in a huge dip so that he can "lay down the law" as manager of the professional sporting outfit known as Fauns Beard FC. He's committed to commitment.
Meanwhile, poor trickle is sad and lonely eyed.
happiness does not abound.
Friends,
I write to you today to tell you I am saddened by the lack of posts on ballz on fire.
Snake CEO has been hard at work demolishing homes far and wide across greater King County. Seen a good Godzilla movie lately? Snake is his own version of a large stinky monster stomping on buildings all over town. Way to destroy the infrastructure, slimy.
Snafu has been hard at work painting his room in lovely pastel colors that are turning normally energetic people into lazy sleepy bed time story readers.
Meat.Loaf continues her ongoing search for the perfect porn movie. Shocking. Those of us from the great state of Indiana do not approve.
Stinka's been all across the country in search of the perfect blond hippie surfer boy to make out with only to tackle the poor boy moments later. "Surfing's not just a sport, it's a way of life. It's about looking that wave in the eye and saying 'hey bud, let's party', hey, where'd you get that jacket?"
Ginny pop is throwing in a huge dip so that he can "lay down the law" as manager of the professional sporting outfit known as Fauns Beard FC. He's committed to commitment.
Meanwhile, poor trickle is sad and lonely eyed.
happiness does not abound.
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