still pissed

I should show myself the bigger man, but I didn’t see the other guy.

He could be a right fat-ass.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 155 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Lost City Of Z, David Grann
Comics: Cyber Force 1-4
Music: Numbers, Cat Stevens/Yusuf

to that motherfucker in the purple suv

The streets have big puddles. You came down the left/centre, on the far side from where my little rat terrier was pooping.

Suddenly, you veered right and soaked my beautiful baby pup, on a day where the temperature is below zero.

I don’t know if you heard or saw me as I flipped you off and called you a motherfucker, but don’t worry.

I’ve seen your car in the neighbourhood plenty of times, and I walk my dog every day.

We will find where you’re parked and when we do…

All I’m saying is sometimes those poop bags are pretty flimsy. Things happen.

Shrug.

Motherfucker.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 1101 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Lost City Of Z, David Grann
Comics: The Last Shadowhawk 1
Music: Number One Blind, Veruca Salt

chili cookoff

Off to Wolfhead for the great chili cookoff.

We’ve got to bring at least one dog with us (not ours), because leaving her at home is asking for destruction and a possible heart attack brought on by separation anxiety.

She’s a cute girl, but man, needy.

Of course, she’s curled up on my lap, happy as a clam, right now, and it’s very sweet, so no complaints.

Also, why are clams so happy?

Beyond the obvious double entendres regarding cunnilingus, which certainly makes me happy.

But a clam itself?

What’s up with that?

Target: 1100 words
Written: 128 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: You Are Here, Chris Hadfield
Comics: Shadowhawk v6 2-5
Music: Nuggets, Iggy Pop (it makes me shudder to think how many older bands have songs about underage girls)

thoughts on four nations

Looks good on you, you Trump lovin’ motherfucker.

Bill Guerin can suck it.

Wayne Gretzky… what the fuck, man? A whole country looks up to you and you ditched us for a fucking American fascist?

Fuck you.

Also, we are the champions. Eat a dick, Tkachukers.

Also… this is very rude.

Sorry.

How fucking Canadian of me.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 61 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo
Comics: Shadowhawk: One Shot 1, Shadowhawk v5 14-15, Shadowhawk v6 1
Music: Nowhere Generation II, Rise Against

fantasies

We all have them, whether it’s a kiss with that cute boy, climbing Everest, kicking the shit out of a political figure who badly needs it, or just a quiet Sunday morning with a cup of tea and a danish.

There’s nothing wrong with them.

It’s nice to have the simulation; it just shouldn’t stop us from making it a reality.

Go ahead. Enjoy your lurid fantasies; just don’t harm anyone in their pursuit (except maybe that particular political figure, and maybe you ought to run out all of your peaceful resistance options first).

Violence is never cool.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 103 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, Stieg Larsson
Comics: Shadowhawk v5 10-13
Music: Nowhere Generation, Rise Against

it occurred to me

That it might be funny to make little haikus out of the post listings on the right.

It currently says

i am also eating shit
we know you’re eating shit
never let it be said

Which isn’t traditional haiku, but it’s followed up by

so i went off the drugs
dogsittin’

Which in itself is kind of fun.

Something to think about.

It would lock me into the site’s look and feel, which is kind of hilarious.

Mornings are fucked when you’re thinking about barking dogs and yoga butt and the lack of porn in a main character’s movie collection.

Writing is weird.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 986 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, Stieg Larsson
Comics: Shadowhawk v5 6-9
Music: Nowhere, Ride

i am also eating shit

We are eating shit together.

Together, we eat shit.

Shit we eat.

Fuck Elon Musk. May he forever eat shit.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 79 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo
Comics: Blacklight 2, Shadowhawk v5 4-5, Bomb Queen Vs. Blacklight 1
Music: Now For Plan A, Tragically Hip (the title track is so good)

never let it be said

That I’m not grateful for the love I have to give.

Remember too that conflict tempers; steel is not made hard with gentle caress.

That’s for penii.

(I’m so sorry).

Target: 1100 words
Written: 73 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, Stieg Larsson
Comics: Shadowhunt 3-5, Return Of Shadowhawk 1
Music: Nothing Safe, Alice In Chains

so i went off the drugs

For a couple of days to see if that would clear up the insane and near constant bouts of lightheadedness I was getting, having eliminated so many other possibilities over the past six months.

And it worked.

Unfortunately, my blood pressure skyrocketed, settling into a cool 150/95 throughout the whole day yesterday. At that rate, it’s headaches and head rushes anyway, so I’m back on the drugs and I’m down to a more manageable 130/85 or thereabouts.

It sucks not having a doctor, so I guess it’s time to book a visit to the clinic, and see what I can do about switching things up, because this sucks.

Sucks hard.

And not in the way you’d like it to suck.

That way’s actually fun.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 371 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, Stieg Larsson
Comics: New Shadowhawk 6-7, Shadowhunt 1-2
Music: Not The Actual Events, Nine Inch Nails