January 29, 2005

  • TOOTIE TALK


    SHELLY TO SHANSKY: "I DONT EVEN WANT TO HEAR IT!"


    FAT AND UGLY IS NO REASON TO BRAG. 


    HITTIN' THE SKIDS LEAVES LITTLE TIME FOR BLOGGIN.










    THE PORTABLE


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    HAPPINESS NOTWITHSTANDING, THE JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF TRUTH CALLS FOR NOT WAHUN, NOT TAHOO, BUT THRRREE LICKS; DUI FELLONS AND WISE OLD OWLS LIKELY TO FEEL HOLLOW AT HOME.


     


    LOCAL BARS STAY OPEN LATER, TIGHTEN SMOKING LAW; BARTENDERS BREATHING, BITCHING BITTERLY


     



      


     









    FAT FAGGOT TO BOY LOVER:


    “PACK MY AUTO WITH FUDGE!


     




January 27, 2005

  •  hittin the beds, preparing for florida.  the sun shines bright...


     


    dickcarter, group service

January 13, 2005

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    evolution on my mind forever or tonight with him


    happening all of a sudden, lights going dim...dim...dim


    down time, travel or things like that


    response so soft from liquid flat


    ways and means


    time for beans


    leisurely end


    love a friend


    just a survey of stress recognition


    meaning you must find important his silly impersonation


     


    dickcarter, jerk-a-holic

December 11, 2004





  • tootie to dick: "i love you!"  dick to tootie: "youre welcome."  tootie back to dick: "wrong answer."


    internal riots continue as emotions squandered yet again on love-cum-desire-cum-regret-cum-reimbursement, auto-playback foreclosures. 


    shelly to shansky:  get a job!


    macaroni grill servers applaude, weep, as methadone clinic staff exit christmas dinner. 





          







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    COVERTLY INTENTIONAL RETRIBUTION SIGNIFIES LACK OF IDENTITY; LEGIONS OF CARD-CARRYING HIGH SCHOOL DROPOUTS SPOUT PROFANITY AS FAST AND LOUD AS POSSIBLE, AS FEAR OF "FORGOTTEN" DRIVES THESE WOUNDED SOULS ALL NIGHT


     


     


    LOCAL BARS STAY OPEN LATER, AGAIN ALLOW SMOKING; DRUNKARDS NOT REALLY AFFECTED.


     



      


     









    FAT FAGGOT TO BOY LOVER:


    “POUR ME ANOTHER DRINK!!


     




December 5, 2004

  • okay, the christmas party is in two weeks and the confirmations continue to pour in.  if i dont have enough food, they can drink more.  if i dont have enough drink, er, um...okay, that cant happen. 


    im very excited despite the reservations.  ive come to enjoy these parties as much as i enjoy the season itself.  my tree is up and fully trimmed, presents are hiding, and through the window i can see, the snow begin to fall.  okay, no snow, but what dolly sees is no less than looking through the eyes of an angel.  good, clean christian snow!


    work is really getting to me.  im juggling seven days a week now, and believe you me, this is some kind of record.  ive taken on so many tasks/titles and can never get ahead.  i do, however, continue to love working here, at the methadone clinic, and cant imagine living without it at this point.  its as if my job has integrated into my life...goddamn, please shoot me now.


    take it easy.  one day at a time. 


    dickcarter, holiday hag


    postum scrotum:  currently re-reading sedaris' latest...for the third time.  also re-reading "the santaland diaries" before i check out the certain-to-be-lame actor's guild production.  merry christmas satan!

November 26, 2004

  • hmm, been awhile, but not really that much to say.  holidays are okay, car is expensive and im broke, work is driving me to a grave (though ive recently considered med school because of my position and the possibilities), and my house, though at least consistent, is very, very dirty. 


    ive got a life changing event scheduled in a couple weeks, so lets hope all pans out well...yes, my hopes and dreams of "normalcy" rest on the speculator's creed, in search of gold. 


    i do have a new nephew.  the monkey is very cute.  just like a monkey.  wonder when ill have a monkey of my own?  maybe never.  im so okay with that.  i think...


    my christmas party is scheduled, but not planned.  much simpler this year, but i do love a holiday party, and i couldnt let everyone down...not after all theyve done for me; all theyve given.


    so yeah, not much to say.  have a great day and happy holidays. 


    cya on the tv!


    dickcarter, [x]Tool


     

September 6, 2004

  • SHELLY AND SHANSKY'S SECRET WEDDING PLANS--HEAVEN IS JUST A DETOX AWAY!


    IN BAFFLING MOVE, AREA SHUT-IN LEAVING HOUSE MORE OFTEN.


    METHADONE CLINIC COUNSELORS ABSTINENTLY UNABLE TO IDENTIFY WITH "HARM REDUCTION" MODEL, CITING NANCY REAGAN'S "JUST SAY NO" APPROACH AS MOST EFFECTIVE.  PATIENT/CLINICAL DIVIDE WIDENED. 


                               







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    SOLIDARITY MOVE UNDERLINES SECRET FEELINGS OF GUILT, WORTHLESSNESS, PROMPTING "PACK" MENTALITY TO GAIN MOMENTUM AS COURSE SET GRATUITOUSLY LEADS TO FURTHER ALIENATION, EMBITTERED ATTACHMENTS.


     


     


     


    LOCAL BARS STAY OPEN LATER; DRUNKARDS NOT REALLY AFFECTED.


     



      


     









    FAT FAGGOT TO BOY LOVER:


    I WANT A BABY!!

September 2, 2004

  • feelin like fallin, but summer sun shines.  ive got one more warm weather weekend, and ill be damned if i let the fall fruitage foil my plans.  myrtle beach is certainly no gold standard, but have you taken a look around lately (those of you not confined to central kentucky, please ignore)?  im ready and willing.  so bring on the empty tourist traps.  bring on the tepid breeze.  bring on the white-muddy-trash water.  bring it on with full force.  im traveling with good ass, good grass and everybody rides for free.  Viva la playa de mirto. Viva Carretero de Dick!


     


    dickcarter, for everything turn...

August 23, 2004

  • im back, and im black.  the tan of the islands is nothing compared to the sweet, sweet suntan sir solace sprayed spiritedly, spontaneously!


    thanks harris, kim, christie, brett, tiff and the rest.  you guys have lured an old red drum with a new bait, and you gals sure know how to show a fella a good time.  shell necklaces for all!


    and btw, im already off for next year. 


    back to work.  damnit.


    dickcarter, st. george a-go-go


     

August 8, 2004

  • hmm, funny how hypocrisy runs rampant in some circles. 


    but enough of that, ive got vacation plans to finalize.  in one week im headed to beautiful, tropical, english speaking st. george island (twice the george, half the fun) for 9 exotic nights and 10 sun-drenched days.  harris and i have been planning the trip of a lifetime (focus on his 30th birthday) for months...and now its time to cash out.  one huge house, plenty to see; theres drinking allowed, and always a real good crowd, crank as it can be.  its just a beach front, elevator lift away to a sleeping porch and private wet bar; with lots of wet spills and several large thrills, there'll be plenty dirty goin on!


    see for yourself:


     


    aint she grand?!


    dickcarter, apprentice journeyman