August 2008 Archives

Never anything to do in this town...
Live here my whole life?
Never anything to do in this town.
Live here my whole life?
Probably learn to die in this town...
Live here my whole life?
Nothing to do, sit around at home.
Sit around at home, stare at the walls.
Stare at each other and wait till we die...
Stare at each other and wait till we die!
Probably come to die in this town.
Live here my whole life?

so i pop my head out the window to cheat a smoke (h & i don't do the filthy in the house any more. at least until winter...) and immediately see this old puerto rican fellow pissing against the door of the alley next door. i confess that this takes me aback. i think for a while about whether i should say anything. ‘what the fuck are you doing?’ is pretty silly. maybe just ‘what the fuck?!’ i’m still thinking and he’s still peeing when some random white guy walks by, and pisser just grabs onto him and starts talking a mile a minute. i can’t even tell what language it is...

anyway, the piss trail piss-man left is this amazing zig-zag like four feet long and the same size wide. i want to post a picture of it so bad, but i can’t find a camera. balls!