it was both shocking and stunning to be convinced that i was slightly incorrect about a detail of some importance.

i also learned that just because i think the things i say have zero impact zero punch or zero resonance

sometimes even a slow ball can fall in there for strike three

the other day when i was possessed by the devil i wrote some very mean things

tip of the iceberg devil writings and only because i saw most of the iceberg did i think that it wasnt so frightening and yet alas i was mistaken.

im a terrible man. im going to hell. theyre gonna make me write on the paper down thur since im clearly in tune to the drumbeat of hate anger and all things evil.

last night i did laundry in the wee hours in hollywood at the lucys 24 hour. they have a 24 hour subway sandwhich place in there so you put your loads in then get a sandwhich and when youre done the clothes are ready to go in the drier and you put em in there and then you go and treat yourself to a candy bar at the gas station followed by a fillup and a car wash.

the wacky people in the lucys at 2am are better than any television show. and you are out there with them as theyre arguing and recovering and hiding and scamming and you say if you were a millionare these are the people youd never run into. and if you did at this hour youd be scared.

people are never washing the things that i am.

this fat guy was on his cell phone gleefully talking about a man with a small penis and a seperate woman with a tiny vagina. are his friends that close that they discusss these things? the tvs blast spanish stations. the arcade games simulate war sounds. and none of the machines look or sound alike.

this little girl walked up to me as her mom folded towels and said whose your favorite movie star. and because she asked it so honestly i answered back just as honestly, wc fields. and her mother called her over in spanish.