oh, renoir

the barber woman who asks "is yr mustache just coming in?" to which i reply "no, i think i just haven't shaved in a while." "oh, cuz you got such a baby face. you look like a baby with a mustache."

the homeless man with the sign that reads WILL TAKE VERBAL ABUSE FOR CASH who says "that was mild; i can take that," after some suit has spit something awful in his face. he sure must do good business when all the 9 to 5ers get off.

to trust is to submit relinquish one's own better judgment in favour of someone else's. the purpose of statements like "just trust me" and "don't you trust me" is to pull the proverbial wool over one's eyes. trust + faith = deception.

the difference between life and the movies is the jump cut. this is both good and bad, a blessing and a curse.

people will invariably draw the same joys from invariably different sources. the same happiness i may or may not draw from a bicycle ride, you may or may not draw from crack cocaine.

you develop routines to keep yrself sane and bind yrself with prayers like black ribbon.

tender loins and delicate ankles.