http://www.thesometimes.com Fri, 21 Nov 2008 16:59:25 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I’ve got sand in the crack of my ass.  I’ve got fucking sand everywhere.  Shouldn’t have slept on the beach.  I blame Isaac Newton.Why him?I blame Newton for gravity.  Einstein for nuclear bombs.  Pascal for religion.  My religion, anyway.My point is, if I hadn’t fallen down drunk on the beach, ... http://www.thesometimes.com/land-weed/ Hey! Hey man! I threw my head to the left. The sound seemed to be coming from the left. –You ok? -Cllumm occcey. -Hey! It was Russell. Not Russ. Never Russ. Russell. -Gai sahhh wa. Wa ou aaa? What the hell was wrong ... http://www.thesometimes.com/future-weed/ To me, whiskey tastes like freedom To me, every day is the fourth of July I drink my freedom in big swallows Shove it down my throat ‘till I choke on it And explode like fireworks… http://www.thesometimes.com/july-4th/ When the car pulled up to the curb and jerked to a halt I slid in the passenger seat and closed the door. “You’d better buckle up.” He said. “You don’t need a ticket ten feet out of jail.” He watched me wave my hand at him and he ... http://www.thesometimes.com/your-own-good/ The next morning and it seemed that the sun itself was just getting up, and my father nudging me awake quietly so Amy could sleep on. “Get on up, boy. Breakfast is served.” He handed me a beer, which I took. He already had one. We went ... http://www.thesometimes.com/family-tradition-22/ I didn’t grow up in a house with a front porch. It seems like a silly thing to lament about, but it had always bothered me. I’d been born in the north, in Ohio, which had almost no front porches, (dead end nowhere/anywhere state like so many others ... http://www.thesometimes.com/family-tradition-12-2/ Every great man that has ever been has said “fuck you” Most of the rest too Just like me It doesn’t take courage to hate Or love None of the new heroes care at all Where are my medals? My parade? Ticker tape and handshakes? Television interviews? Barbie dolls and million dollar paydays? The check is in the mail http://www.thesometimes.com/the-check-is-in-the-mail/ “Come on baby, let’s just get a bottle of wine and go home.  We don’t need this shit.”  At least I didn’t.  I lit a smoke and leaned my head back.  Closed my eyes. “These are friends of mine, Mike.  I’ve already told them we were coming.”  She shut off the ... http://www.thesometimes.com/come-on-baby/ My floors are dirty My tables and chairs Counter tops and t.v. screens Body Mind And Soul Stained t-shirt and bloodshot eyes Are just the beginning… http://www.thesometimes.com/what-counts/ My neighbor came by again last night. Sat down and lit a cigarette. His girlfriend wouldn’t let him smoke in his apartment so he came over here to do it. Like I said, he got me high most of the time, so I didn’t mind. He ... http://www.thesometimes.com/the-rug/