peanuts.

fuck my whole spiel railing against particular ways of punctuating words and whatnot here. if apostrophes come naturally, as they apparently do i've realized (oh, looky there), who am i to deny them? besides, freud says bad shit happens when you reign in an instinct. who am i to go against the master? who am i to play god? who am i? im 24601! (yes!)
capital letters are still for suckers and communists and homosexuals.
i think my blog entries are just gonna be warm-ups for before i do real writing.
today i'd like to talk about people being allergic to peanuts. shari told me that some girl died from kissing her boyfriend, as she was highly allergic to peanuts and he had just eaten one. or several. whatevs. then lina said that at some schools, kids aren't allowed to bring pb&j sandwiches to school, for the same reason!
i feel that this is insane. not being allowed to bring pb&j to school, as a wee tike, is tantamount to not being allowed to watch he-man when you get home. i mean, what the hell are you gonna do when you're 6? ok, that doesn't make much sense, but still. peanut butter and jelly!?! c'mon, people.
it seems like this whole kids-being-deathly-allergic-to-nuts thing has really taken off/kicked up a notch recently. like, it took off around the same time as dyslexia diagnoses spiked up.
nut allergies and learning disabilities are just excuses for kids who can't cut it in today's high-paced, tech-savvy, oil-starved, sex-crazed, fiberoptically-rigged world.
i should know. i certainly cant cut it. dont even try.
but i can eat a fucking peanut butter and jelly sandwich!

i will not eat green eggs and ham.

i will not use capital letters on this blog. i'm also debating doing away with apostrophes, which seem unnecessary. okay, theyre gone. see how i did that? also, just one space after periods, but thats not to save time, im just used to it from writing for figure. commas have to stay. they help keep the rhythm, and since writing is prolly the only area in which i possess any rhythm at all, you can damn well bet im going to be keeping it!

the blog is named after the allman bros. song 'blue sky' (btw, no double quotation marks, they're also extraneous.) and the jawbreaker song 'basilica.' blue sky is my favorite song of all time, period. basilica is an awesome song, period. and i like the idea of a blog utilizing the connotation of a an ancient roman basilica: all the symbolism and feeling therein.

today im just gonna say something briefly about movie theater food. everyone always gets to the concession counter, orders a medium or large snack, and then gasps 'i didnt know how big a medium coke was!' or 'can you believe the size of this popcorn? its bigger than my bathtub!' the thing is, they say it like theyre surprised. like this hasnt been an issue for our whole lives, the sizes of these things. i mean, i do it too. i did it yesterday at the union sq. theater with diego (there to see harry potter and the goblet of fire, which was pretty good). i pretended to be incredulous about our popcorn, and i go to that theater like every few weeks. it's like going to mcdonalds and commenting on how the food doesnt look like it does in the pictures.

anyone who comments on the size of movie theater food or how fast food doesnt really look like it does in the photos is a shmuck. myself included.

one thing about hp: ralph fiennes should have been allowed to tell harry potter 'its a plum plum' at least once. wouldve slayed me.

oh and tomorrow i like the broncos.