Last Sunday, Ryonce, Barbie and I were driving down Elmwood Ave., when we noticed a grocery store...i stuck a few carrots up my ass...and on our way back, we noticed our bestest friend, Kagalicious, and her first captain, Caputs in the car behind us. That same afternoon, we had puchased a sparkly stone dog and a few other tidbits from Amvets. We were, in fact, so proud of our new edition, that we took several pics of him, sitting buckled up, next to the gas station, hanging out the window, etc., etc....I think this has been my one designated week for royally pissing people off, because when the Saturn(which is much safer than a jetta, or at least i think so...) pulled into my driveway, the super troopers notched in right behind us.

Picture me, fucked out of my mind on black people tree (not to be confused with term 'pot', that no one cool uses anymore), wearing a neon orange old person cap, complete with a few white feathers, holding a ceramic wolf with one ear, quipping short change at her like a monk on LSD.

These are what we might describe in time as "The Good Ol Days". I mean, granted no feelings were *really* hurt, It was quite enjoyable, especially affter the bitter realization we had to overcome several weeks ago when we learned that she would be moving to California as early as next January...

I guess she thought that we were directly taking pictures of her, but that isn't entirely true. Although we were directing the flash towards her, we merely thought that she would serve as a great background drop for our new pet...So fuck off, fraggle rock...

*****side note****several nights ago, after returning from a raucous evening of smoke and jubilance, i ran inside to check my mail, and peruse some blogs(some of them are much like a train wreck...you just *have* to see what's going to happen next)...i mean, why wouldn't someone want their picture advertised?...i've been advertising certain pictures for MONTHS now...I thought they liked it...god knows i love them...no biggie...i suppose they're all a bit like Kag...they're self-concious...hell, i'm just trying to boost self-esteem levels here...i'm like jesus with a blunt...bellini and thompson would sit in their apartment and get stoned, and write a bunch of shit...that would eventually become 1/5th of the kids in the hall...but all of a sudden...being a pothead makes us losers...well friends, marijuana promotes the peace...scott said it...******

It was pouring rain out, and i wasn't getting out of the car because :

a. my feathers would have melted
b. i'm a big fat woos(i think they call it a pacifist these days)
c. oh yes...i'm not trashy, although i do trash people publicly...

She had planted herself on my front steps, and refused to leave until she had the roll of film, all the while this literal monsoon is washing the whole situation a bit dirtier.

Sometimes I really wish all the kithies lived a few blocks away from me..now *that* would be a fun summer...

BRUCE BLESS AMERICA

Dr. Dre, you up for a barbeque or something?