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Monday, May 16, 2005

I wanna be sedated

just under 9a.m. here. i'm about to sit in bed, drink beer and watch a few episodes of the A-team. intellectually, watching the show is comparable to a violent sneeze...it hurts, it hurts so good. i'm in the midst of a lengthy bout with insomnia, been going on for a few months. if i don't get some regular sleep soon i'm not sure what will happen, it's getting incredibly hard to focus. and by the way, i work a graveyard shift, so drinking beer at 9a.m. is not an indication of alchoholism, this is my early evening. what happens to you when you work overnight for years and years? you, predictably, get all pale. your hands age. you have to take lots and lots of vitamins or your skin becomes severely dry. nosebleeds. knowsbleeds. your social life takes on the consistency of stale toast. your best friend is the waffle house waitress and the coffee she coyly pours.

on a more happy-ish note, i've been contacted by the editor of "lip magazine", a high quality, leftward, political magazine (that is subtitled "informed revolt"). the editor apparently saw my mock reviews in the latest too much coffee man and has asked if one of them (the holy bible review) can be used in lip's upcoming summer issue. if you've never read lip, it's available most places, and the spring issue is terrific. see the pretty pictures and bios at: www.lipmagazine.org

the morning here is quite cool by arkansas standards. a bird fight is going down, little ones pecking big ones. much noise is produced.

thanks

2 Comments:

  • At 10:05 AM, Blogger Samwick said…

    She only has eyes for Bob the Trucker. I even splurged one time and bought her an order of hash browns (smothered and covered), but she won't have anything to do with me.

    *sigh*

     
  • At 10:43 PM, Blogger Snave said…

    Tell me more about this waitress... I may have to come out your way and take a look-see!

     

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