Hookers or Cake

The Kurt Vonnegut Memorial Library in Indianapolis just contacted me!

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Dallas!

JR discovers the secret.

This is my 2 minute manifesto.

My endless song of love!

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Pretty cool. Though I am having second thoughts on my 1 star review promotion, that was where I encouraged people to give me a 1 star reviews on Amazon.  It did get me 250,000 page views on stumbleupon and got me on Ellen.com which in turn paid for my airplane glue habit… so, que sera sera.

Now I’m giving it away until Thursday at midnight.

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Guess whose ebook is Free on Amazon for the next 3 Days?

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I was driving through Little Havana when I saw an old woman selling what looked to be armfuls of brightly colored fruit. She was slowly moving through the cars towards me and before I knew it I’d rolled down my window and held out a dollar. She held up three long fingers. I found a five in my pocket and she nodded giving me two pieces - one green and one yellow. Cocking her head sideways she moved her face close to mine, “I ya tay” she whispered. She kinda freaked me out. She looked like an Asian mummy.  “Not a good sales plan,” I chuckled. “…freaking out the customers.” Someone honked. The light was green and off I sped.

At the next light I examined the fruit. It was oddly bright but when you looked closer it appeared to be dusty, almost blurry. I looked around blinking, trying to adjust my eyes, but everything had become, the sky… it was all so vivid. I looked back at the fruit, it had turned black and shriveled in my hand.

I felt such peace. I opened the car door and stepped out. The fucking air! It felt so good. I breathed in deep and felt alive! The cars all honked a bright loud chorus. And the gentlemen behind me stuck his head out of the car window and started screaming and cursing at me. I walked towards him and he seemed to get suddenly frightened. As I got closer I realized it was Higgins from Magnum P.I.! He tried to roll his window up but I just put my hand on the top of it and I leaned in, Higgins was cowering. “Higgins,” I said. “Don’t be afraid. Its me Jade. I love you. I think you are the best.”  And he looked at me. He had such frightened bashful eyes. I smoothed his hair with my hand. “You are the best of us Higgins,” I said, choking back tears. “Do you remember?” I saw that he understood as we gazed into each others eyes. Time and form fell away in that moment and it felt as if my heart was a great soaring bird. The sun broke through a cloud and I just turned around and got back into my car. I now knew. My heart was at peace. The cruel veil of reality had been devoured by some strange fruit and the purity of a man called Higgins.

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Sometimes it hard to keep track of whatever mentally unstable, religious nut, the Republicans are in favor of. Newt Gingrich is the flavor this week. Hope you like Vintage Vanilla, Fat and Mad Delights.

An easy to remember mnemonic.  Gin + Grinch

Actually its spelled Gingrich. Which is Gin + G + Rich but seeing as how I spent 5 minutes photoshopping together the above picture… before looking up the actual spelling… awww I’m too lazy to change it. (Note, I will stand in line for 4 hours to vote for Obama again, I aint that lazy.)

And really who gives a shit. Sure you’ll have to know how to spell Gingrich if you’re on Jeopardy 20 years from now and the answer is “Lost a presidential election by a record margin.”

Its also kinda funny to watch rich, white dudes, try to ‘out crazy’ one another. For the next debate they should just have the moderator hypnotise the candidates into believing they are roosters. They can all crow and strut around on stage til their hearts content. And we can all makes side bets on who drops trou first.

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Sadly, the only thing Todd’s “drug running boat” could outrun was his own sobriety.

Part of some Bob Dylan interview I like to watch from time to time.

Its about the creative process.

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The last words of Dick Cheney. (Don’t get excited, he aint dead yet)