Figured I’d mix it up…

I’ll jam wit ya.

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The other day I bought an orange and an apple from Hen House©. Being 26 going on 27 I decided that I must eat the vile fruits to continue living in good health. I ate the apple with a sandwich. It was a Green Delicious and was OK at best. Apples are OK i guess. I’m sure there are better varieties however.

Today, for lunch, I brought two leftover spinach enchiladas. With my enchiladas I brought an orange. I microwaved and consumed my enchilada lunch with glee but as they disappeared from their plastic vessel the orange grew larger in my mind. I stood up from my desk, grabbed the orange, and walked toward the break room. I had to eat this orange alone.

I closed the door to the break room, set up a chair and trash can in the middle of the room, and shut off the lights. I sat down and peeled the fruit in the dark. I ripped rind from meat until the rind was no more. Orange juice ran down my fingers as I peeled back a single section of fruit. My eyes had barely adjusted to the darkness as I stared the fruit down. One hand clutching the partially dissected sphere while the other hangs a sliver to drip above the waste basket. I let go. Down went the fruit into the abyss. I walked out of the break room, sipping my water, and thought “Apples are ok. Oranges are not. Too much work. Too much mess.”

I smiled.

The onions, they burn

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It bit my walnut

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Work for some friends

an e-flier for some friends’ 7″ release show:

UPDATE(8-14): http://blogs.pitch.com/wayward/2009/08/flier_of_the_week_baby_boo_7_r.php

Oh boy

acrylic, graphite, colored pencil on paper.

Make me this shirt

don’t steal my idea!