Chago's profile

I have run aground. It seems with all the insanity in the world, I can not figure out a good topic in which to address. There are a multitude of swine out there waiting to be addressed. But who…who would be so intensely available to flex mind-numbing words with? Without a noble target, I shall focus on an event each day… THE BOOK STORE I have lost the ability to banter…to toss vicious words at will is a true art form. I no longer have my muse…gone. I am fighting with myself…Don’t leave again ...

Sleep once again eluded me…the savage nights are brutal in the manner that they are empty. A psychedelic combination of colors screamed from the TV once again. What ever happen to the national anthem and the English guy selling cutlery? Boredom takes hold with both hands this past night, daring me to find something to do. By god, that is a task which appears to be never ending and never achieving. The thought of potential mental paralysis began to seep in…like a soft stew in the mental caviti...

More events have come of late…ones that required me bear the uniform of acceptance…yes, the Khakis. The Khakis are destroying the world within I live. People are considering them to be the new blue jeans. What the Fuck is that about. “What’s the big deal ass” you may ask. The big deal, these tan pants are uncomfortable for my psyche. It begins as simple as being invited to some formal occasion….weddings, graduations, business parties, FUNERALS (aren’t they all), etc. So you go in search of a ...

More events have come of late…ones that require me bear the uniform of acceptance…yes, the Khakis. The Khakis are destroying the world within I live…people I know are considering them to be the new blue jeans. What the Fuck is that about. I know that you may be thinking, “What’s the bid deal ass?” the big deal is that these tan pants are uncomfortable for my psyche. It begins as simple as being invited to some formal occasion….weddings, graduations, business parties, FUNERALS (aren’t they all...