Untitled Text Msg. (Dick)
Adam McEwen, 2009. Acrylic and silkscreen ink on canvas. 9.5 x 9.5 inches, 24.1 x 24.1 cm

Or post this to facebook.



I remember finding this probably sometime last year, looking for an early example of Robin Williams standup. It’s a good watch, 1978. He’s an amazing examples of how we as people can express ourselves. If you’re weird, then they’re boring. Don’t be boring.

And this needs to be here too because it’s amazing to watch him on stage.

To keep.

I want to post this on Facebook so the soon to be ex can see it. See what she thinks about that.




Paradise For Any Kid »

I’d need more then an hour in that bullpit 

The fuck to do you mean for six year olds

Just imagine all the urine mixed in there.

I’m sorry guys and gals, I really am.

One of the things I love about tumblr is how I feel okay with venting/bitching/whining about the stuff in my life and I don’t feel like everyone is just thinking “boo hoo, get over it, life sucks for everyone” you may be thinking it, but nobody has said it.

Thank you. I appreciate your understanding and sympathy as I go through this shit. I know we all have our unhappy moments, but it just seems as though mine never really get better. Maybe it is just that my bad times in the past weren’t really all that bad.

It’s a thought.

No really, you might not give a shit about me, but …

I do still care about you. Please be considerate and let me know if you are going to take you walk and then hang out talking to the neighbors while it gets nice and dark.


Packing up and purging old games and DVDs and …

realizing just how much of a waste the last fifteen years of my life have been.

I am in such a low place right now. I wish I could just get an apartment and be out of here. So unhappy. I thought I’ve been unhappy over the years, but to have to face the final realization of the end is disheartening.

And now what do I do? I’m nowhere in a career even after eleven years of school and a slip of paper that says I’m official.

What do I do? I just want someone to tell me. Tell me where to go and what to do now.

I feel lost and like everything I have come to know of as my life is vanishing and soon I’ll have nothing.

God damn her.

Damn her all to hell and back.


Hard lessons learned, but I do now.

I got nothing to say but yep.


Sometimes, the best way to not get your heart broken is to act like you don’t have one. 

I am slowly coming to learn.

They say For better or for worse

Apparently there is only so much worse a person can take before they abandon the marriage like rats from a sinking ship.

The soon to be ex and i went out tonight to karaoke her first song was You Were Meant For Me by Jewell.

Seriously, WTF?

Likely she was directing it towards “the one that got away” not me.