ASSHOLE
At times in my life I have gotten my head stuck up my ass. All I can do is wait for providence to deliver me some kind soul who will pull my head out of my ass. Some of the best friends I’ve ever had have been the ones who came along and pulled my head out of my ass at various times.
I think my head might be up my ass right now. I’m not certain. But it’s sure dark in here.
Monday, April 26, 2004
ITINERARY FOR PÈRE LACHAISE CEMETERY
1) Visit Jim Morrison. Pour pint of Jack Daniels on his grave.
2) Visit Oscar Wilde. Pour pint of absinthe on his grave.
3) Visit Chopin. Pour pint of cough syrup on his grave.
