Made by my head
Music, Ireland. Grey, name. My name. A step ladder. This house was built in a bog. Music is the window. I fell off a step ladder.

Saturday, November 26, 2005


Music. The Stars of Heaven.

I threw out a lamp, and then it appeared on Ski Sunday. It won a downhill race, and after it won, the first thing the TV interviewer said to it was, "The person who threw you out must be kicking himself now." I knew they'd ask that.

78. 41. 17. A plastic bat. I'm playing bingo with the pig. 85. I knew they'd ask about the pig too.

Band: The Stars of Heaven.

Albums: Speak Slowly,

Sacred Heart Hotel.

After listening to The Stars of Heaven, most other bands make me want to poke my brain out with something pointy I found in a dump.


He shoots, he scores, he glues himself to a lilac tree. Let's kick him.

A walk in the rain - Poetry. Ireland. Reading the news with no trousers.
Very Slight Stories - Very short stories.
Henry Seaward-Shannon - Slightly longer short-stories.

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