Sunday, July 10, 2011

along i-40 east and what i realized.

to date a man with a mohawk during these times, you must have tattoos, drink water instead of beer, take yourself seriously, and have an upturned nose.
i will never date a man with a mohawk because it is against nature.

on the outskirts of town where everything is for sale or rent, there is a shabby degraded building and one of those tacky scrabble-letter signs in front that has been altered to read: for elsa.


  1. I really enjoy reading your post. You write well. I'm glad your back on the blog. Makes me feel less like a creep. Not that you're a creep for having one or anything. Anyway, You should write more.

  2. you should put these thoughts on tumblr where a man will not forget to read them for a year or more