The New Boredom

Mah and Newer. Manure.

Never Will Happen

leave a comment »

For the last ten years or so, I’ve started caring about furniture. This seemed like a sure sign that I was growing up because what kid has ever given two shits about furniture? About 5 years ago, I figured that a sign of not just growing up, but being mature, was a clean and slick mid-century modernist desk workspace.

It will probably never happen for me though because I will always find farts funny.

And I don’t think that a “mature” person with a crisp modernist desk would hang out with skinny bitch mannequins in Macy’s throwing gang signs while getting their lean on and trying to scare people passing by.


It would kill us all but I’d still do it.



Written by photokevo

January 12, 2011 at 12:01 am

Posted in General Vagaries

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: