May 15, 2008

seconds to spare

Dream in which an empty life is laid out before me. This person lives in a hotel room and puts together dog puzzles. The place is tidy, but there's nothing else here besides the dog puzzles.

Earlier, ice cube and a man in a pink spandex suit were shown robbing a house. I'm walking down the street now and it hits me: a single god universe makes sense of this. It's not that he's a negligent parent, he just doesn't have more than a few seconds to spare for each of us. He's that one little thing that makes your otherwise awful day.

A third world child in a long tshirt runs down the street crying from sheer happiness.

Posted by Alan at May 15, 2008 12:08 PM
Comments

My shoes, they all brok-eee up.

Posted by: Eddy G at May 15, 2008 11:29 PM

"Come on viewers, the children are screaming. Only you have the power to shut them up..."

Posted by: alan at May 16, 2008 12:35 AM

You guys are getting really wierd. Love Aunt Carol

Posted by: Carol at June 17, 2008 08:28 AM

I demand that you update your blog.

What, might you ask should you post about?

Perhaps what you had for breakfast today?

Anything to get rid of horrible "seconds to spare" entry.

Posted by: Eddy G at February 18, 2009 12:14 AM

So, I've noticed a complete lack of posts here lately. Is this dead?

Posted by: Syrhea at May 12, 2009 11:28 AM

There. Happy now? ;)

Posted by: alan at May 31, 2009 11:23 AM
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