domingo, 25 de janeiro de 2009

Alive

When Chris found out that she is a boy, he makes pee on his panties. His freak mother became disappointed, but to him wasn’t embarrassing. It was liberating.

domingo, 18 de janeiro de 2009

Birthday

Too much angst thinking about your last days.

domingo, 11 de janeiro de 2009

Goddamned Babbitts

Every time I have to deal with them, I freak out. Every cool project that we made was always refused by all of them. I don’t comprehend it. These people don’t like to earn money? Now I finally saw a good project been approved. Jesus, I wrote this last week and it really happened. Sounds like that movie Stranger Then Fiction. We’ll be rich and happy because of this.

domingo, 4 de janeiro de 2009

A Good Job

Reassuring his position in the high echelons of the city hall after beating the spokesman to political death, Joseph turned out to be a worst person than he already was. Egomaniac to the point of really believes that there is such thing as a “high echelon” of the mayor’s office of a tiny town, he started to jockey for positions inside the federal government. Of course, no one remembered him when he mentioned the rallies on “his” town. Anyway, he came back from capital and opened up a pirate radio, saying the Commission allowed him to do it. He never showed his license to anyone, including the farmers who back him with funds. After attack the mayor of a bordering city, a protégé of the governor, the Feds close “his” radio, but Joseph has a resilience that annoys anyone: with photos of the mayor and his mistress in hands and copies in strongboxes, he is the Karl Rove of the swamp.