Sunday, November 20, 2005

The Crab Nebulan Cometh or A Clown Held my Breath.

An ode to the Lowly Clam.

Oi you there, clam! put that cherry tree down and walk like a thespian damn you!

How dare you promelgate that tripe at my respected audience.

Or soemthing like that.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Worship the Graven Clown Image.

In the Idol in your mind, make obeisance to the Harlequin.

Offer up your certainties for sacrifice for the sake of the your meta sanity. And for laughs.

If you haven't seen the film Old Boy you should. Like jumping into a northern ontario lake in February, it'll take a while to catch your breath. I couldn't help but think of the villain as Loki. It was beautiful and horrible and wonderful. A treatise on the turn, or the trick.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Effects of the Clown Gene Completely Unpredictable.

Clown Fated to Prove Free Will

Chuckles into sleeves assail us, the Trickster Messiah is risen. What's up dock?

Do you remember the eleventh hour? When the panting was on us hard and long? When the fallen angels couldn't scratch between the ears without some offending comb smeller tweaking their protruberences. Get ready to see it all again, but this time, it will not end in a whisper. It will end in an eruption of seltzer to drown all the straight men.

Keen on scribblings.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Conspicuous co Clowns

If it weren't for olives in martinis, I'd never fit in my clown shoes.

Neither would these clowns:
Litotes
Pentwhistle
Lunatics both and worth the livid peruse.

Have been to busy trying to convince children to convince their parents to buy them poison, to blog. I resolve to address this most aggregious lapse.