Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Spaghetti Night


Spaghetti Night.
Few things better than a Spaghetti night.
starry night?
Nah, that's every night.
Much more ubiquitous than Spaghetti heaped mounds of Spaghetti on the plate.
Covered in slathered with sauce. Heaping golden strands, golden garbage plate landfill strands.
So many calories.
The Spaghetti plate, it nourishes. It nourishes and keeps the body moving.
So much attributed to the Spaghetti night. My grades, my wellbeing, my hours of productivity!
Thanks be to Spaghetti.
give me spaghetti

The Academy of Stripes

A miniature notebook in the back pocket. Stole it from Patrick. Prevents theft of thoughts from Hawk holes, the thrifty folk who attempt to siphon fecundity through the porous pocket in the abyss in the blackness in the entropy of mine mind.