Friday, March 18, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
I Am a Plasma Prostitute
I am a plasma prostitute. I sell my plasma for money. I went to the love shack on main street and told them it was not charity. I told them it was not giving nor donation, but said the cold hard truth- prostitution. for money.
They stuck a needle in me, they sucked me dry. They returned my red blood cells to me, so I wouldn't cry. But they held my plasma, kept it for themselves, for some poor soul who needs it they said, congratulations- its charity. But then they paid me, they forced money upon me, they bought my plasma, bought it like clover leaf honey. I'll go back, I said, after I stepped out into the cold.
I'll go back, after I get my proof of address. I need the money, and after all, its charity. So stick the needle in me- give me money for my honey.
They stuck a needle in me, they sucked me dry. They returned my red blood cells to me, so I wouldn't cry. But they held my plasma, kept it for themselves, for some poor soul who needs it they said, congratulations- its charity. But then they paid me, they forced money upon me, they bought my plasma, bought it like clover leaf honey. I'll go back, I said, after I stepped out into the cold.
I'll go back, after I get my proof of address. I need the money, and after all, its charity. So stick the needle in me- give me money for my honey.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Grass!
Grass spotted on the south side of the Clark, on the north side of the Hinckley, and to the west of the Kimball. The grass is back, Peter! President Clark said spring was in the air and by Jove it is.
Let me know where you have seen the grass.
Let me know where you have seen the grass.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Rock Climbing Enclosure.mov
I went down to Jackson in a van. We were looking to shoot a video. We shot one. Here it is. The first of many advertisements for Outdoor Activities.
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