As I write this I'm looking up. Is this where it ends or is it about to begin? 14 years of melancholy and uninspired disenchantment ends right bloody now. SEEK THE WITCHES AS FORETOLD. Most of the teams in (looking right at you no quarterback Raiders) the N.F.L. are up there in the
Author: DJ TAJ
BOTTLES of BLOOD
KBF 24 and Sunday night open thread.
And God Said “Hi.”
There is nothing that can make me leave this house ever again, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! “What? Who’s coming to town”? “Laurie Anderson?” “No way! Here?" “Orpheum Theater downtown Los Angeles.” DAMN FINE SHOT “I haven’t been outside this house in five years but just that name alone changes all thought processes. A chance to see God, live
Sunday Gravy with DJ TAJ!: I think I broke a tooth
Expectations or maybe I just need another beer: New Orleans Saints bye week update
Start here... What is expectation? A dream, an illusion? A stone dead goddamn lie? When you expect something to happen, it never does. Expectations are like you're imagining something, I will be happy, I will be pretty. Knowing full well that nothing, Nothing, ever goes as planned. Expectation implies envisioning your lottery dream,