Tuesday, October 21, 2014

On Stepping Stones


Ever notice how a person who has confided in you, bounced ideas off of you, asked for your professional opinions...when the person finally made it big/gets rich/realizes his vision, then drops you like Ebola in favor of the shiny, suddenly attainable model? Suddenly, you're not worth that phone call saying, "hey...what's up?"

Or maybe you never really were. Maybe you were always the lease. 


#resolution




Sunday, October 19, 2014

I punched a clown.



 



Standing in line with random groups
of strangers, pre-felony assault
In my defense, it happened inside a four story haunted house. The "world's largest haunted house", Erebus, to be exact.  And I had just been buried alive - they lock you alone in a small closet in total darkness and pour those plastic balls over your head until they fill up the closet and you can't move or breathe. And also, a giant spider grabbed me and I turned and ran smack-dab into a wall and possibly blacked out. And also I think I peed a little crawling through a shaky tunnel to get away from an axe murderer. Lastly in my defense, the clown literally jumped out from the corner I was just about to turn into. He was covered in blood and tried to attack me with a hatchet. I could feel his breath on my cheek. That was too close. And I thought he might be a red spider. So I punched him. And simultaneously screamed in his face, and then said something like, "Now fade to black on that, bitch."

I don't know what that means.  It just felt right.

Sigh. I may go to jail.

Listen. Fight or flight. It was either him or me. I saw him walk out of one of the emergency exits holding his nose. He'll be aiight.
 


#stayinclassy
#filteredtodeath
#erebus
#glitteronmyknuckles






 

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Island



It is possible to blend in wholly but feel so completely alone.
 




Morning Tea


 
 
I may be in a random country bumpkin farmville prefecture with no anything...anywhere...
 
...no service, no locate me (I'm literally unfindable), no mall, no pubs, no Starbuck's, and the closest thing to a damn slurpee is a random coca cola vending machine 1/2 mile away ... baka!...
 
but I have to admit, its not a bad view to wake up to.




#playingwithfilters
#twdhappenssunday
#accidentallyfilteredthesceneryaway