Tuesday, April 18, 2006


I suspect this post will be much like sniffing your finger after you scratch your ass.

You are compelled to do it, but it won't be pleasant. That is, unless you trick your wife or sister into sniffing it for you. Well, then, it's just good wholesome fun.

Folks who commented on the previous post did a good job of reducing this Turkish bazaar into a few simple shiny baubles: Sex, Strippers, Booze and Narcissism. Well fuck, that pretty much wraps it up now, doesn't it?

I suppose I should tell you what I was thinking, but it all seems so pedestrian now. If I do, it won't be a good read. If I don't, well, then it's just a cop-out. I'm wavering.

Ech, I don't have a good feeling about it. It's a let down either way. I think I'll put an end to this before it gets worse...

On a brighter note, Oregon appears to be one of the least religious states in the union...


  1. Brian Smith7:58 AM

    Now I sit hear broken hearted, paid a quarter and only farted.

  2. there seems to be a lot of farting going on with you today. what did you have for dinner??

  3. Sushi Lover: I told you about that article so you could call on it the next time you had writer's block. I didn't mean for it to actually CAUSE your writer's block. If I didn't hate emoticons so much, I'd put a smiley face here...

    ~ Your Fanilow Co-Worker

  4. Chip: I blame you.

  5. Burger King2:01 PM

    You will wake up next to me.


Be compelling.

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