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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

rain

When it rains it pours. That's all I'll say about that for now... I came up with a poem this morning on the bus:

So here I am
About to run up and meet my destiny
Why?
Is there a purpose to this?
Why am I so driven to overcome this thing?
I run up
Perfectly position my foot to kick HARD
Then the ball is snatched away at the last second.
I fly into the air in a daze of bewilderment and betrayal
I fall to the ground
Pain
I cannot help but think...
"Fuck you, Lucy!"

Yes, I AM still listening to the Smashing Pumpkins like crazy. I can't help it. It's good, so deal with it.

Pretty soon, I'm going to add people to this blog - as contributors. I want a team. Yea! a TEAM of grey as sun contributors... a POSSE, so to speak. More to come on that later.

I'm working on a digital project this summer that I'm going to call "Study of Trees." What do you think about that? Tell me... I'm here to listen, and silently mock you behind your back AND to your face... and maybe your mother's face, too, depending on my mood.

Computer...

posted by grey as mike @ 11:45 AM

2 Comments:

At February 15, 2006 7:14 PM, Anonymous said…

I'll posse you... in the face!

I also wanted you to know that I almost met my demise on that train I was getting onto. Demise in the form of almost falling down. Twice.

But things could be worse. I could have gotten shot by the vice president and then had a heart attack. So I guess that makes my life not so bad.
At February 16, 2006 9:09 AM, grey as mike said…

I believe that in the grand scheme of things... we will ALL be shot by the vice president in some fashion, don't you think? I feel this is the symbolic (although literal in its context) beginning of a new dawn of American Terror, unseen before in the eyes of "the normals!"