Yellow Springs, Ohio has left a bitter (yeah really bitter) sweet taste in my mouth. Today I take in my first 10 books to be sold in stores! They'll be proudly displayed at Urban Handmade.
A few short hours after hearing this news I got violently ill from a stomach bug. I spent the whole night spewing off the back of the truck. But luckily everyone is very nice here, a jogger asked if we were ok, and the cops don't seem to give a damn about what we do-it's been nice. but my tummy-box is better and can't wait to drop my books off!!!
PS you can still buy my book, Atomic Wanderlust, on Etsy.com just follow the link in the sidebar.
cheers,
Jesse.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
simple pleasures in savannah
Train rats. in town. from all over.
for paint-chipped one.hitter.
perfect fist day as hobo.
More rats. Reynolds square.
selling energy bars for dogfood.
all coloured in the same greasy brown.
three dogs and dog bitten-snake.
Mandolin only having four strings
& a little blood on the neck
from last nights busted finger.
snakes skin cool on mine
as she glides lightly atop my shoulder.
We gave them a dollar and salute.
In between talking to train-rats and seeing the beauty Savannah GA had to offer during their St Pattie's Day celebration, I found Pulaski square and geeked out over the Polish name. In 1837 the square was named after the war hero, General Casimir Pulaski. Plus I love how my combat-boot clad feet and skull socks look in this pic.
for Savannah St. Patrick's.
traded 4dollar wal-mart shirtfor paint-chipped one.hitter.
perfect fist day as hobo.
More rats. Reynolds square.
selling energy bars for dogfood.
all coloured in the same greasy brown.
three dogs and dog bitten-snake.
Mandolin only having four strings
& a little blood on the neck
from last nights busted finger.
snakes skin cool on mine
as she glides lightly atop my shoulder.
We gave them a dollar and salute.
In between talking to train-rats and seeing the beauty Savannah GA had to offer during their St Pattie's Day celebration, I found Pulaski square and geeked out over the Polish name. In 1837 the square was named after the war hero, General Casimir Pulaski. Plus I love how my combat-boot clad feet and skull socks look in this pic.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Marshmallows are animal
Isn't it all? Made up of animal bits
or poison? Isn't it all?
conveyor belts. mustard stains.
inch by inch. soul by soul.
the grin of a dead child in the bathtub.
None of this is good for us.
My first post was set on a shaky foundation. As I was finishing up, and ready to post I somehow punctured my foot with a mechanical pencil. With an empty stomach and intense fear of flesh-eating viruses the adrenaline rush made the room go dark for a moment. As I laid back down I noticed my update was still sitting published. So in a slight haze I pressed "post". It's really funny how the exact moment I'm trying to make it as an internet writer, my tool of choice comes up to bite me in the ass, and stab me in the foot. Do I smell irony?
That's my poor little foot, the skin that's flipped back was shoved underneath and I had to dig it out with a needle. Fuck mechanical pencils.
or poison? Isn't it all?
conveyor belts. mustard stains.
inch by inch. soul by soul.
the grin of a dead child in the bathtub.
None of this is good for us.
My first post was set on a shaky foundation. As I was finishing up, and ready to post I somehow punctured my foot with a mechanical pencil. With an empty stomach and intense fear of flesh-eating viruses the adrenaline rush made the room go dark for a moment. As I laid back down I noticed my update was still sitting published. So in a slight haze I pressed "post". It's really funny how the exact moment I'm trying to make it as an internet writer, my tool of choice comes up to bite me in the ass, and stab me in the foot. Do I smell irony?
That's my poor little foot, the skin that's flipped back was shoved underneath and I had to dig it out with a needle. Fuck mechanical pencils.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
