Movies? Do I? I’ve seen so many movies
that I know putting you in a corner will
anger Patrick Swayze, then he’ll start kicking
and screaming, “Black rage!” at the top of lungs.
Wait, huh? Haven’t seen that one, eh? That hurts me.
Why do you write so much about trivial
things like books and movies and music and drugs
or the lack thereof? Well … I’m chasing Aimee.
On paper that girl is off the charts. She starts
up the bell curve to the top of the hill and
just stays there, like the cherry on top of an
ice cream sundae. I don’t know how she did it
and she’s not telling either. That only makes
me like her even more. She’s a magician
who refuses to give away her one big
trick to the masses. Basically she’s a Sith
Lady, and I am her apprentice, because
she has all the power here. I merely crave
it, which is odd and off-setting, because I…
ignites lightsaber Your blade is blue. So is
the pen I use when I write on white paper
before typing the ideas I captured
onto my well-used Hewlitt Packard laptop.
If you had the choice between Taylor Momsen
and Jennifer Love Hewitt, who would you pick?
That’s a tough one, huh? On one hand you have … well.
Nevermind. On the other side of the wall
I can hear thumping. Someone has their bass up
and I swear I heard Flava Flav shriek, “Yeeeaaah, boooy!”
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