6.27.05

Category: dribblings

i had a dream last night where robert motherwell asked to have sex with my ass. that’s what he said, “may i have sex with your ass?” this was after i had told him that his artwork was pornography.
here’s the really sad part.
i was actually referring to robert maplethorpe.

laura, motherwell was the one with the blotchy paintings.
d’oh! would you have known who i was talking about if i had said maplethorpe? probably. i’m a poophead. sorry.

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do you know how hot it was today?
i only worked till 2pm ‘cos it was so hot. i drank 2.5 liters of water. that’s…that’s too much water.
ps. cookie magoo, when i say something about “that’s…that’s too many *blank*” i’m totally saying it in paulie’s voice from goodfellas where they’re in prison and that dude is cooking and henry’s voiceover says, “personally i always thought he used too many onions.” and you hear paulie say, “frankie? how many onions did you put in the sauce?”
and frankie says, “what. i used 3 small onions.”
and paulie says, “that’s…that’s too many onions.”

oh but lately, the one dad and i quote all the time? is karen, “hello? you should know that the woman who lives in room 214, janice rossi, is a whore!”

why that’s in my head i’ll never know. just think of all the useful things that could be in my head. like phone numbers or long division or something.

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i must be livin’ right. i’ve been Margaret Free for over a week.

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