CAN'T LIVE FOREVER

A NEW POEM ABOUT A GUY NAMED JOE

I've posted a few of my cut-up Fantastical Geographic poems. I prefer to think of them as condensed stories. I'm not sure if I've told you that I make them by reading and cutting apart an article from National Geographic, throw away what isn't necessary and make a new story. It's kind of like being a geologist chipping away at a rock to find a diamond or something. This new poem is from an article called On the Trail of Wisconcon's Ice Age from 1977. Please click to view it better:

VAJAZZLE PANTS

I made these for my friend Laura McCoy for her birthday. Time to feel special EVERYWHERE.

MY BOX, BABY

For a while I've been meaning to document my haphazard, yet beloved VHS movie collection. I'm not sure if I'm a real collector... it just happened.


Look how dorky!


I've been dreaming of these slick VHS box-sets. Wow. Gorgeous.


Do these count? Probably not... but honorable mention. Yes, those are my Magic cards.


This is a DVD box set, I know I know it doesn't really fit but jeez so glad I have it. Look at how amazing Tom Baker is!!! Anyways... there's more where that came from!