Terpsichore is one of the Nine Muses because nine is my favorite number

You could wish for a sacrifice but only get vegetables that you don't like to eat. Of course I am able to cane someone for their pity and their prize at the same time. I've snorted ecstacy a couple of months ago and threw my favorite beer into a shrub hoping to find it after the frozen rains have wilted away into the asphalt tesselations. I have recently come across a flyer that was handed out to my in my domicile as an invite to remember the greatist man that ever lived. Egotism enthralled my amusement because I can't remember when I died to remember myself. But to the individual we reprise to enlighten ourselves that what we had heard through the music was dashing and hollow without dispair. I control the faulty robotics because I programmed them to an extent that they have no perfect design. Speak to many that love Portland hate the Emerald city but would rather live in a ham full of belling. I only hear chimes in the morning. The bells of a train that force me to rise early to take the dawns first urination. I snore for the gods amusement because the jackass that plays lute on Olympus just started taking lessons. I've always said the devil is in the details only recently. To greet the darkest hour requires you to know how to by a candle. Paraphin sucks. A guy told me tonight that he saved a great dane puppy from horrible owners. 45 minutes later I found myself running after a Deer and two of her babies. True story because I was winded walking up to the cubby hole hibernate. Poppy was a fluke because gin and jack wrote the design. I grabbed a wire hanger and made a lot of money. There is a Dianetics center down the block a couple of ways. I long to wear a wig and fly clothes to see what kind of stew they brew. I will go to sleep now. It sucks because I like waking up knowing I have to suck. No matter what happens life is a gag reel on mute. The replay is just something you pay for twice over because you lost the original copy along the way. Modest Mouse sucks because George Thurgood didn't influence anyone especially Yanni. Be those you hate and die being hated. I need to get another Tarot reading because the last one I had was spot on. Like a chili dog stain I wish I had got from the casino that one day I scored eighty bucks on a roulette table. I made wise bets but the bets made wiser luck. If I had a bunyun for ever step I took I wouldn't ask a grandmama how she got her walker. Everyone knows Sleep Country makes matresses you can fuck on. If you read this and you already participated in some fuck you can understand it. If you haven't participated in some fuck recently I will trust you to wrap some grape leaves around boiled lamb and drink some cheap wine. Feeling regal is different than being regal but if you tell yourself the cheese and crackers and blood water is what makes you elite you are one step behind the forwardness. Is that a word? This chick had a Shenlong tattoo on her back that I found amusing. She liked Dragon Ball Z and has some of the same teachers I did. She is more successful. Yes because she is a woman and has tattoos. I'm not because I've acted like a woman and have tattoos. Sometimes I regret how much I've said the perfect things. This is a blog entry that has become emo. Otis Redding said it best...if I had known what he said I would be able to quote it. Hard to handle. I have a couple of new phrases.

Spot on.
Full Tilt.
Roadblock.
V to V.

If you want to know what those mean ask me I will tell you.

That guy I met in a Black Metal band broke up with his woman. Sucks for him. He could be lying a ditch right now with a Colt 45 fourty taking a spill all over his chin. Mr. North knows what a chin spill is. Brian Greene needs to teach me some shit. I'm going to be an astronomer.