Decatur Lane Dialogue

Mr. Josephson met his friend Chino from work at the local Dollar Store, where parking was abundant. From there they journeyed to the nearest watering hole, thirsty as ever. It was only then, for the first time ever, that Josephson thought about his relationship with Chino, whom he had always called Chineo. They'd been good old buddies for over 15 years and always shared a Twix or a joke at work during the 10:15 break. "We have nothing to talk about." They both realized, as the chains that bound them began to succumb corrosion and the rose they shared wilted. The beers tasted as bitter as ever as Chino tried to stop the tightening of the knot in his throat so he could continue to drink. It was 6:38 pm.

Now, was anybody able to avoid the story about that polygamist Warren Jeffs? Firstly, why does he have a name such as that. His name screams, "Women: do not marry me because our kids will have terrible names." Anyway, the real story is not this, but rather invisibility. THe invisible wall, the invisible food storage, the invisible dirt pile, the invisible hand of Jesus... the list continues into the into and down the invisible corridor. Warren Jeffs had secret and supernatural abilities, this has been established as fact, the real question is how did his ultimate powers come to be? Radioactive mutation, power crystals bought at the holistic medicine shop, rituals, or perhaps the God-given right to polygamy that defined his demise? Anyway, he forgot to "go invisible now" (as he says) before being pulled over by the cops. I tried to find a link to more information about going invisible, but this is all I found, among similar methods that I don't want to go into.


Also, everyone deserves to check out that Jesus game, especially this time of year. It's what Jesus would have wanted. You can only kill bad people and gays, so don't worry, this one won't encourage youth violence. Jesus once said all of that when he stood atop Mount Olympus (Trust me, I used to go to Sunday school). See, the point is to teach children to take Jesus as their savior now or else become trapped in a sub-par action game, ala Captain Comic. There was a movie like this once starring Emilio Estevez and it wasn't The Breakfast Club or Men at Work, although it may have reatured a song by a group with the same name.

Without more discussion of frivalous shit, Merry Christman - here's some shots of my annual rituals, taken of course by the invisible hands of my god.