It is Friday: Go Right Ahead

Please keep her always drunk.

I don’t do anything, not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don’t even do that any more.

I’m through with the whole works.

An unbroken night of sleep is rare.

Oh, misty-minded.

Four be the things I’d have been better without: Love, curiosity, freckles and doubt.

Sobriety? A basis for jokes.

Ballin in the library.

She’s probably on her way to get a bottle of bad gin.

I’m not down to my last two bits.

A deep human need to complain.

All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

And down a beer.

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May 28th, 2010 / 9:45 am

Friday, No? Go Right Ahead.

Nail your whiskey sweat over the fireplace.

If you’re going to write, for God in heaven’s sake, try to get naked.

Part drunk, part bee-stung dog.

Holding a bottle and a leashed alligator.

You ever lived out of a lake?

A snake will bite when dead.

I’d much rather sit here and look at trees.

You smell sweeter than soap.

I don’t drink liquor!

I fall into…

I dip my tongue.

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May 7th, 2010 / 3:29 pm

It is Friday: Go Right Ahead

Booze takes a lot of time and effort if you’re going to do a good job with it

I want to wrangle. Who wants to wrangle?

Arc of delight

Bumped into the commode!

Oohh, look what we have here (scotch under car seat)

That morning she pours Teacher’s over my belly and licks it off

I need a festival

Here is some math: fuck plus you

Hummers? What are hummers? Hummers are time-controlled shots of liquor

Look, counsel and process the events, or

decorate the loaf. Send it to the oven

Friends, I thought this was living. A house where no one was home, and all I could drink.

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April 30th, 2010 / 5:22 pm

It is Friday: Go Right Ahead

Life. In the bleachers.

No, no, gibberish with halos.

After a month’s sobriety my faculties became unbearably acute and I found myself unhealthily clairvoyant.

Make me a lovable drink.

Make me toxified.

First, catch the tuna. Then chop the tuna!

I need  a pilgrimage.

Put a cork in my lunch, please.

Why does man feel so sad today?

Me? Mirror gloss on a shoe.

Alcohol guarantees that bad news will come true.

I said please!

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April 16th, 2010 / 8:11 am

It is Friday: Go Right Ahead

Not usually this early in the morning, but as a mild laxative.

Go easy on the beer. And lay off the hard liquor until I get back.

Honey, drinking is war.


Drinking is a way of ending the day.

Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks.

Are you stiff?

Don’t try to make a mystery of it.

Do I know you?

Was the young mechanic drunk?

You’re very glum. My sore throat is over. Let’s swim now.

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February 5th, 2010 / 4:54 pm