PLZ NOTE FOR “P” Notes: They are little things I write down either on PAPER or in my PHONE throughout the day. Most of them get tossed into my writing later on down the road. This will be a nice place to keep them.
Here’s the thing… “P” notes reminds me of that weirdo new episode of South Park. PI PI’s SPLASHTOWN. I am upset Tumblr does not support Japanese, as it is my current favorite hobby. Boo.
October 21st:
Sometimes I wonder if things have predetermined purposes we would not normally associate with them. Like, for example, reflective road markers on highways. Are they REALLY there to outline the road or are they there in some conspiratorial way to catch headlight glare and make us think they’re cop cars waiting in the wings when we are driving half asleep?!
November 3rd:
I am terrible at keeping track of dates. So, when it begins to get cold outside, I guess what day it is by judging the distance between the changing of decorative window decals at the daycare I pass on my chronic commute.
Today I saw a garbage can that was made of black metal slats welded together into a circular pattern. Inside, there was a bright white IGA bag peeking through these aforementioned slats. I look at everything, even garbage cans, people. Just sayin’, this must have been the coolest observation concerning garbage cans ever. Those slats made the white bag look like skeleton fingers. They really did! Bony fingers. Bony king of nowhere, favorite song… He is a cousin of Oscar and he lives in a garbage can, too.
The maple-y smell of radiator fluid intrudes on my meditative bus ride. Smells and I… we have a love and hate relationship. Kind of like long car rides, as I tend to get motion sickness.
On my way to your house I passed an empty billboard. From my approaching angle, the trees in front of the bright white night lit billboard looked like a “just right” juxtaposed, bare branched winter morning. For a second there, I sat up straight like I knew how to paint something that isn’t even something real to be painted.
DONE.
Punctuating sucks at a quarter to 2 in the morning, ya dig?
I ALSO JUST REALIZED THAT IF YOU MISTYPE “BLUSH”, YOU GET “BLUISH” (which is a song by Animal Collective I would like to…) COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOT.
