Mindstorm

A fearsome & fantastic journey to the heart of the Savage Id.

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Location: Invisible City, North Dakota, United States

Read my book, The Mind-Warp Era. It'll tell you about the real Lead--& his alter-ego, the true Rootboy covered with slime (the Savage Id). Partly a poignant memoir, partly a cosmicomic book, it relays the Id's adventures thru dark dimensions of funereal dread, with Timothy Leary as co-pilot. (The rumors of his death have been greatly exaggerated.)

Thursday, November 30, 2006

last day of PE for the week

PE is still in the early development stages -- I'm working on an outline (& unfortunately without U-boat), I have yet to scan "The Celebration of the Lizard" into the machine -- but seriously doubt that I'll have any time today to write, other than Internet stuff. Yesterday, my writing time was cut short when Trish came home from work early. Then Car-girl picked me up to chauffer me down to the welfare office to turn in Trish's wage check stubs. After that we went to Boxcars, where she ordered a plate of nachos. She has a test coming up Friday, so she wanted help studying. I copped out & didn't answer one question 'cause it involved evolution, & you can't argue with creation science/intelligent design. Speaking of which, Bill Warren sent me an elaborate defense of creation today, & I plan to ignore it, just as I dodged Car-girl's curiousity. It is difficult to "believe" when you've looked on the face of the Abyss & lived.

I wasn't hungry when Car-girl dropped me off, after having picked up triple-blade razors, bread & toothpaste at the Downtown Dollar store. Neither Trish nor I were terribly hungry, so we postponed our meal until 7:00. After that we made out for awhile, still tormented by the famous Mr. ED. We watched Trish's Britney Spears thing, then got into an argument over money in bed. We have very little right now, 'cause of taxes, & need to keep groceries in the house until food stamps come in.

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