Monday Morning Commute: An Artform. Truly.

[photo by brian auer]

Holy shit, it’s Monday again. Funny how that happens. The workweek stings, but there’re plenty of ways to dull the pain. No, I meant other than booze!

Let’s swap ideas. I’ll show you how I’m going to continue embarking upon the path of personal evolution via pop culture and mindrot. Then, you hit up the comments and do the same. It’s simple as that for your simple ass.


Rockin’ / Bowie — Hunky Dory

I’m not a prophet or a stone age man
Just a mortal with the potential of a superman
I’m living on
I’m tethered to the logic of Homo Sapien
Can’t take my eyes from the great salvation
Of bullshit faith
If I don’t explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it
On the next Bardo
I’m sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And I ain’t got the power anymore


Revistin’ / Paul Pope – 100%

Wake up one morning and it occurs to you the milk’s spoiled and the bread is getting moldy. Wake up and it just hits you. Someday you’re gonna die. Maybe like that girl last night died. Face-down in an alley with a caved-in head. Such a terrible thing, and for what?

Why life? Why this life? Why this soap? Why these hands…? What’s it all mean?

Deep down, you fear nothing. But still hope something. Either way, you’re not really sure. That’s my crisis.

I don’t wanna die. But if I gotta die, first I’m gonna live. I’m gonna peel life like fruit, and use it up. I’m gonna light up an’ burn. I’ll burn and burn until I’m snuffed out. Then I’ll just fade away. But until then, I’m gonna live! I’m ready. I’m gonna do it!

Come what may, one hundred percent.


Gigglin’ At / Baby Monkey Riding a Pig


In a nutshell, that’s my week – rock and roll, comics, and a fuggin’ monkey riding a pig. What’re YOU doin’ this week?