Sunday, February 19, 2006

i got tired of the math and decided to be all artsy fartsy

the inside of a skittles bag revealed!

reminds of those nature shows where they put a camera inside a rabbit hole to show all the babies or whatever goes on down there. ...we now enter the resting place of skittles awaiting their only life's purpose, patiently waiting, but fearing the two fingers to lift them out into the dangerous limits of the curious place called the Earth. with only seconds to minutes to look around, the mad rush is climaxed with the most excruciating pain that could be experienced by anyone! as the human with the two fingers brings down its teeth onto the unsuspecting skittle. death comes quickly for many; however some receive a mild squishing and are forced down a long hot, dark, and moist tunnel to be met with instant death at the end. there are hardly ever any survivors from the bag, except for that occasional accidentally dropped skittle. if dropped, the skittle must wait five seconds; if not picked up by then, survival is ensured.the only survivor from this bag was a green skittle. it is rumored he's quietly waiting in skiles, room number secret, awaiting his next adventure whether by the swift kick of a foot or the vacuum of the janitor.

Monday, February 06, 2006

lonely...oh so lonely...
(i'm singing that song)
i miss you dorks!
grillin'
b-ball at night...
freshmen year
heck yeah!
goofy good times

who's in the pic?

Friday, January 27, 2006

one bright day
one of those cool refreshing days
an innocent pile of leaves

began to rise
and rise...
into a whirlwind of crackling chaos
i love you, punk besh.
a present
6th street