Thursday, April 29, 2010

you're all i desire.

and you, oh, are clever love caught fire.


i'm betting on something.
riding this wasted time.
throwing these wasted words.
to deaf hills.
failure to send.




but we both know. 
this terrible spill inside my head.
it's hard to say when i can't watch you, watch me say it.
wasted words fall deaf.
drown in worlds born again.
born again. deaf to dead, born again.
i'm betting on something.
and you come, 
waltzing straight through every rational thought.
reaching out to touch, it keeps me quite insane.
riding this time, it's so wasted.
wrecked and inebriated.

let's get one thing straight,
i have a signal. 
failure to send.

gwendolyn brooks

We real cool.
We real cool.

We real cool. We
left school. We

lurk late. We
strike straight. We

sing sin. We
thin gin. We

jazz june. We
      
            die      soon.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

eagle 106.9

"absolute fun"




hannah






hannah and the hired hand

the bum.



hannah made this for me. i have a thing for underwear and bras.
i just like them. lots of them. i have more bra's than pants.




Thursday, April 22, 2010

when the lights go up





but i'm going to be something totally great.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

iceland

i really wish this was my work.
i really wish this was my job.
i really wish this was my vacation.







so amazing ^










"hey, smile." and then he smiled. it would have been very impolite for me not to grin back so i did. his smile widened and he said, "that's better." he was a stranger at the skate park. a stranger on a bmx bike. those skaters. they like me down there. 

Monday, April 19, 2010

Saturday, April 17, 2010

good morning haters


prom. 

windy. 
great company. 











more someday soon...

Friday, April 9, 2010

Wee-oo, Wee-oo.



"No officer, there really is nothing in the car you should know about." ?


Me: Hannah, wait.
Hannah: -What?
We're getting pulled over.
-What?!
We're getting pulled over. Just hold on.
-What?! Why?
I don't know. I don't know!
-Oh great.


Last night was one for a book somewhere.
We had no idea what I did wrong. Not a clue.
They kept asking if I knew what I did. And I kept saying no.
"You sure there's nothing you can think of that was wrong?"
"No...nothing?"
"Well, don't you think you pulled out in front of us back there a little fast. If we'd been drunk, you know, I don't think we could have stopped."


Um...what!!

It was so weird. He asked if we had any drugs or anything.
We said no officer.
He said do you mind if we search the car. Well yeah, I mind. I don't really want anymore attention on us than there already is, you could turn off your giant bubble, we're in park, but I guess you can search it.

Then they really flashed the light right in my eyes and went back to their car to check our licenses. When they returned he said we were free to go. And that was the end of it.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

sugar snap snow peas.

through your hands up to the universe.




robotics.
i want my picture taking.
professionally. in my tastes.
not possible. sigh.
had a dream that i invented something and i made 6 bill.



and not many people of this planet understand.
ignorance the coke man, 
ignorance is bliss,
ignorance is love 
and i need that shit.

Monday, April 5, 2010

words rot and fall away.

so really cool stuff on the way... just saying.












i time bomb.
i time bomb.
i time bomb.
i time bomb.
i time bomb.

Push it out, fake a smile
AVERT disaster, just in time

I need a drink, cause in a while

Worthless answers from friends of mine
It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore
Girls posess me, but they're never mine
I made my entrance,
avoided hazards
Checked my engine, I fell behind

I fell behind
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside

 I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move,
cause i'm a fuckin' boy
Remember when I was in the grocery store, now's my time
Lost the words,
lost my nerve, lost the girl, left the line
I would wish upon a star, but that star, it doesn't shine
So read my book with a boring ending
A short story of a lonely guy
Who fell behind
She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fuckin' boy

She makes me feel like it's raining outside
And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside
I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom
I get too scared to move, cause i'm still just a stupid worthless boy

Friday, April 2, 2010

another one.

i love dr. seuss.


i've already blogged about hannah once but, oh oh goodness. 
the other night as we were failing to fall asleep.
this revelation came about.
we have bunk beds. mine is the bottom and she has top bunk.
so we talk and she always has to lean her head over, because the fan is too loud for her to hear my small squeaky voice. she has done this many times before but i could never put my finger on what she looked like until that night. her hair is so strange, it just sticks straight out, like gravity doesn't exist. it's a huge fro looking thing. it looks well, like thing 1 and thing 2's hair. i realized it and i could not quit laughing. i was grinning because FINALLY i put a name to the "face."
there's also another trick she does. she'll put random jolly ranchers or food into her top lip and say "hey claire," causing me too look and burst out laughing.
so, this is her celebrity look-a-like. 
i have my very own thing 1 and thing 2.

:)


Thursday, April 1, 2010

naked newspaper files

go see.
http://www.clairefiedler.com/apps/photos/album?albumid=8616481