Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Is this all there is?

A few days ago while enjoying a Sunday evening and a hot cup of tea at my friend Mariana's East Hollywood apartment, I picked up her "Best of The Onion" book and began to thumb through the pages. I came upon this particular passage and thought it was very funny so I took a picture of it for potentially comedic future usage. Truthfully, I only wanted to get the first paragraph in the shot as that's where the real laughs are, but Mariana had taken the book by that point and I didn't want to be too much of a nuisance. 

Later, alone, looking over the whole thing, I just felt bummed.


Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Doomed.

I've known from an early age that I am doomed.
In 3rd grade Mrs. Matte told the class that if the white part of a person's eye is visible underneath the iris, it means that they are destined to live out a tragic and likely abbreviated life.
We were reading the diary of Anne Frank and in her picture, I could see it.
I can see mine too.