this blog.

yeah, this blog is dedicated to all the teachers that told me id never amount to nothin, to all the people that lived above the buildings that i was hustlin in front of that called the police on me when i was just tryin to make some money to feed my cat, and all the bloggaz in the struggle, you know what im sayin? its all good baby bay-bay.

this blog is bound to glory. this blog is coming; you can't stop it. this is not your father's blog. your father doesn't even have a blog, and for those of you who think he does, i got news for you; your mother's been ghostwriting that thing. that's why it's so dumb. this, however - this is an elite blog. you will dream about this blog massaging your shoulders, only to wake up to find this blog next to you in bed, with its archives clenched tightly around your throat, only to realize that that too is a dream, even though in your ignorance, you might call it a nightmare. this blog speaks ten languages conversationally, but it's only fluent in the lexicons of love, pain and catalan. this blog found out about you. this blog was there when they killed kennedy. both of them. this blog eats other blogs for breakfast, even if it's supper time. this blog can wear pastels but it looks sharper in earth tones. this blog went to hebrew school until the fourth grade, when it received a note from god excusing it from further study. this blog is not your best friend, but it can play that role. this blog is a lever. if youre female and reading this blog - bam! - you now have a bun in the oven. and it was after the word female, not bam, because this blog is like a doctor who says he's gonna give you a shot after counting to three, then sticks the needle in your arm on two. this blog always makes it to the end of the oregon trail. this blog thinks cary grant was the coolest. this blog was born in the usa. but it was made china. this blog has an immaculate record. this blog will not lay you down in the tall grass and let you do your stuff. you will lay it down in the tall grass, and you will let this blog do whatever it wants, whether that's its stuff, or not. nothings gonna harm you while this blog is around. this blog doesnt believe in beatles. this blog is calmer'n you are. this blog will look a gift horse in the mouth, and diagnose it with gift strep throat. this blog was named virgil caine. this blog is a card-carrying member of whatever party you most want it not to be a card-carrying member of. thats how this blog rolls. this blog searches only for something it cant see. this blog knows what you are, and it knows what you arent, and youre no effing cop. this blog is dizzy from all the possibilities. this blog likes chopped banana and rice crispies. this blog will ask questions before it shoots, but the questions will all lead to answers worthy of a good shooting. this blog is not better than brady to moss, but it's close. this blog is familiar with the works of pablo neruda. it's never too late for this blog. this blog was born to run. this blog toes the line between sweet and savory like it's walking on a wire in the circus. this blog just made nora think of something. it would take an empire to raise this blog. you better look this blog in the eye when you talk to it. this blog gets the big piece of chicken at dinner. this blog has absolutely filthy stuff. this blog will not go quietly into that good night. or any good night for that matter. it would take the best night this world has ever seen for this blog to go anywhere quietly, and it would still be signing at you derisively the whole time. this blog sounds like boston cream pie imitating chicken pot pie, if either pie could sing like tracy chapman. this blog is not in bed with anybody. this blog says you better pick yourself up off the ground before they bring the curtain down. this blog remembers when winter was magical. this blog will carelessly cut you and laugh while youre bleedin. this blog's favorite food is toast. burnt toast. this blog taught troy tulowitzki everything he knows. this blog sees a viper in the grass. this blog is jungian. this blog looks like mcnulty. this blog is zestfully clean. this blog went to degrassi high school. this blog is the ointment on the fly in the ointment. this blog swings for the fences every time. this blog knew you before you knew yourself. this blog is cash only. this blog doesnt want to go to sleep. this blog knows it's not like that. this blog hears you saying you lost your faith.
but that's not where it's at.