a novel and a short story collection, this year, from lazy fascist press.

the album "quicksand and cradlesnakes" by califone, is a good album.

wladimir klitschko and david haye, this saturday, for a large portion of the heavyweight championship.

different kinds of sad: "too sad to talk in sentences" "too sad to look up from the floor" "too sad to want sex" "sad where it feels dumb to eat"

this summer sucks.

i re-read "during my nervous breakdown i want a biographer present" and "you are a little bit happier than i am" both good

i really wish i could live off of cutting people's lawns. i'd like to do that all year.

i really wish i was married to a person i loved, and had five to eight kids, and lived nowhere near a city, on a five hundred acre field of grass that i mow for ten hours a day, every day.

actually i dont know.

"it's going to change," i keep thinking, but then find myself the same person as always.

an idea for a talk show where i sit by my window, from three floors up, and say, "hey" to people who pass by on the street below, and then i interview them for as long as they stay.

i made the above diagram. click on it.




also, can someone help me make a video.

email me if you know how to put text on a video.

sampinkisalive@gmail.com

i really like this thing by mallory whitten.

i'm reading this sunday.

here is the information.

the first chapter of "Person" is available to read online at Horror Sleaze Trash.

if you get bored reading it, there are also pictures of naked people on the site.

"pretty boy" floyd mayweather vs. "vicious" victor ortiz

september 17th 2011

i keep thinking of things i want and then i look at the ground and breathe out through my nose and think, "no, i don't want that."