Wednesday, August 23, 2006

never enough

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

fish n chips redux

Until I construct my fish n chips mandala, use this crispy little image for your daily meditations.

Don't forget the crystals.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Fish n Chips

It's like this, ya'll. Maybe you don't believe in group prayer, or good vibes, or even wishful thinking. Maybe you read Voltaire at a precocious age and still think optimism is veiled pessimism. But I need some help drawing down the energy of the Gods, yo, because I am 10 days away from being kicked out of my house and I have no place to live yet.

Hence, Fish n Chips. Throughout the ages, inviting Fish n Chips into the fry pan has been the most certain way to align our nefarious intentions with the cosmos. We don't really know why, but I assure you a crack team of transpersonal psychologists are working on the algorithms around the clock.

So, join me and imagine a delicious plate of Fish n Chips. The fish is golden. So are the chips. Little steamy wafts are steamily wafting. Say to yourself "Dear God of all Fried Foods, how about going ahead and giving Dungan a break?"

thank you for your patronage.