Saturday, September 18, 2010

Hell

I love too many people. I'm drinking a bottle of wine by myself, watching the spin cycle on my dryer and thinking, "How appropriate ...."

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

You ok? You seem a bit out of sorts.

Anonymous said...

Somebody needs a shrink......or a hooker.

Grandpappy Slapdick said...

I done landed up in this bitch. You children are gonna get it now.

Anonymous said...

cycles eventually end in semi-crisp clothing

Tumbleweed said...

*tumbles through this deserted blog, down the information superhighway and towards other barren landscapes*

Hall of Fame Pitcher, Rollie Fingers said...

Mr. Joseph Cardosi! Only YOU can strikeout blog abandonment!

Todd Rundgren said...

If you don't update this goddamned blog in the next 24 hours, then it is a tacit admission of the following:

1. You adore Styx
2. This one time, you totally saw a guy who looked liked Michael Cera and you chased him down, only to discover that it wasn't Michael Cera, but an AIDS patient. You then made him reenact all of your favorite timorous Cera scenes, while you sipped a cheap beaujolais and threw nickels at him.
3. You frequent local Applebee's "restaurants" and demand that they make your meals more "NASCAR-y", often screaming in a guttural voice, "You motherfuckers! Would Dale Jarrett accept Southwestern Egg Rolls like this?!".
4. You called Glenn Beck at his home in Utah in order to discuss how to better hate people that are different from you.
5. You often hang around children's playgrounds wearing a shirt that says, "YOU'VE TRIED SUNNY D. I'VE GOT THE PURPLE STUFF".

24 hours, Joe. 24.