Author: OoD

Hope kept coming back, like a big friendly dog.

Still clinging to that imagined professional status, 30 years past its sell date.

The accumulated skepticism of each generation for the both previous and the next, compounded across millennia.

Dreamt about a shady company called Contact Nascent Solutions Technologies

Your methodology fails to consider two small but statistically significant factors:
1) leakage
2) seepage

Since meeting you I haven’t written a thing. I ask myself if you would think it stupid and then put it aside.

Someone says, that is so you, and it’s not a compliment.

It seemed like whenever you used their bathroom it was down to a few sheets of toilet paper, with no backups in sight.

Most of our family stories ended with Dad puking.

Somewhere along the way realism became synonymous with joylessness.

“the situation is in charge.”

The world’s most useless word: should.

There was something almost holy in the universality of the particularity of their everyday life.

In summer it always felt ten degrees cooler around her. In winter, ten degrees warmer.

Sentimental stories written by young men about old men.

I’m old. I prefer horizontal imagery.

I’d like to think that at some point there was one thing about us that you didn’t find irritating.

I watched the press conference. 100% that motherfucker was high.

He was one of them old ZZ Top-looking motherfuckers. Luckily someone else took care of him before I had to.

Either you don’t know me at all, or I don’t know myself.

Submitted the piece. The response: needs more dopamine.

Somepeople can only express their connection to the world through “pride of ownership.”

He had a mean streak a centimeter wide and a mile deep.

They were both members of a very exclusive, very unsought club.

Her life, the last part, was for me terribly sad. But yet magnificent. That’s what I cling to.

At some point ten years was no longer an incomprehensible length of time. Then, soon enough, 20 years. Then 50.

I would rather die than create a logo with a leaf in it.

Business is our lowest common denominator.

“Perception is creation”
Rand Steiner

“Reality is a participatory democracy”
Rand Steiner

I suffer from an inability to comprehend the passage of time.

They were liars, with internal lies to enable their lying.

I don’t care what you think. I don’t even care what I think.

As we were choosing work for a new show, she turned and said, my god, after all these years you still don’t know what you’re doing.

“For other foundation can no man lay, than that which is laid.”
MS

Yellow, the last color to leave.

He was someone in whose presence you felt a semblance of yourself.

Do you miss it?
All of it. Every damn bit.

It smelled sort of like a toilet, but in a good way.

You’re looking for everything to mean something when it just means itself.

Where is my peace that passeth all understanding?

This would seem to be the equivalent of fearing catching a virus from yourself.

Amidst all this mayhem, dreamt about a restaurant dish with a “fathomless sauce.”

My bad haircut. My ill-fitting clothes. I could see them in the way you looked at me.

Their house was so preposterously beautiful that we weren’t even envious.

To anybody selling anything, goodbye.

Did a couple of useful things. Felt a little better.

The part that’s left when you take away the part that you think is you.

Skepticism is no excuse for ignorance.