we're too proud of our struggles, and useless luggage
and yet we find everything we've been searching for all without trouble
so if it's good to think wisely, how come it doesn't feel fine (it strands you with nothing)
but i've broke through it all, it's just the free fall
you know how we end up? declared demons of our species, the grave robbers, and decadent beauty, all wind up the same, a face in a frame, on a wall in a house
all built with bare hands, the only things that still stand. all our frequent dreams, they conclude - the curtain dropping is what finally stops us
so heavenly father, please, tell me this - should i look down?
because i lost something trying not to get it stolen
i'm about to show all my cards, i'm folding
Showing posts with label gambling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gambling. Show all posts
Monday, April 4, 2011
Friday, July 3, 2009
Gladly I Will
waking up this morning i had a
funny thought
that all mistakes when made
weren't that at all
i cracked a 1/2 a smile and stared
across my room
then i walked outside and laughed
off my impending doom
Thursday, January 29, 2009
An Unsuccessful Attempt At Loitering
at the request of a friend i will recount this story, not that i want to at all.
picture a shady CVS on a dim lit hawkins avenue (in lake ronkonkoma if you know it). to the right of an obscure grocery store (looks like more of a general store of sorts, something you would find upstate), which is to the right of the even more obscure CVS, is a triple s 99¢ store. i have no idea what the triple s stands for, but at this point i'd like to think its "stupid shitty stuff". this cheap convenience store actually looked rather inviting from the outside, even with its very ordinary attempts at it with neon lights and cartoon like signs. and i'm gonna be honest with you all and skip the part where i excuse the stop at such a 99¢ store because of harsh economic times and the need to be thrifty. i love cheap things and always have.
but back to the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me. me and my friends entered the store like a burst of fresh energy in the vacant arena that was triple s. however within seconds we were brought down to reality when a small pudgy middle eastern man came from behind the counter and interrupted our bliss with "i'm about to close you can't be here, i don't have time for this". this would have been acceptable had it been 5 minutes to 8 or something, but it wasn't. it was just after 7:30. what time could he possibly be closing that he had to rush? why didn't he want us to take a look around? as i recount the story i'm running into a bit of a problem with the fact that this so called 99¢ store was selling cigarettes, and now i'm tossing the idea around that triple s could be a front?!?!?!?
but the man with little patience refused to sell the cigarettes to my friend after jotting down the number 49 and clearly fumbling the math which composed of confirming that my friend is over 19, when my friend is actually 22. he seemed anxious and bothered by us, insisting that he couldn't "risk it". i wondered what his problem was. did he think we were the feds showing up to stop his shady side business of gambling rings. or did he think we looked like thieves? was he pissed because he knew we had no plans of purchasing anything from his store?
we watched from the parking lot as other patrons entered the store with no problem. we plotted our revenge. and then we told the first person we saw to never go there again.
picture a shady CVS on a dim lit hawkins avenue (in lake ronkonkoma if you know it). to the right of an obscure grocery store (looks like more of a general store of sorts, something you would find upstate), which is to the right of the even more obscure CVS, is a triple s 99¢ store. i have no idea what the triple s stands for, but at this point i'd like to think its "stupid shitty stuff". this cheap convenience store actually looked rather inviting from the outside, even with its very ordinary attempts at it with neon lights and cartoon like signs. and i'm gonna be honest with you all and skip the part where i excuse the stop at such a 99¢ store because of harsh economic times and the need to be thrifty. i love cheap things and always have.
but back to the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me. me and my friends entered the store like a burst of fresh energy in the vacant arena that was triple s. however within seconds we were brought down to reality when a small pudgy middle eastern man came from behind the counter and interrupted our bliss with "i'm about to close you can't be here, i don't have time for this". this would have been acceptable had it been 5 minutes to 8 or something, but it wasn't. it was just after 7:30. what time could he possibly be closing that he had to rush? why didn't he want us to take a look around? as i recount the story i'm running into a bit of a problem with the fact that this so called 99¢ store was selling cigarettes, and now i'm tossing the idea around that triple s could be a front?!?!?!?
but the man with little patience refused to sell the cigarettes to my friend after jotting down the number 49 and clearly fumbling the math which composed of confirming that my friend is over 19, when my friend is actually 22. he seemed anxious and bothered by us, insisting that he couldn't "risk it". i wondered what his problem was. did he think we were the feds showing up to stop his shady side business of gambling rings. or did he think we looked like thieves? was he pissed because he knew we had no plans of purchasing anything from his store?
we watched from the parking lot as other patrons entered the store with no problem. we plotted our revenge. and then we told the first person we saw to never go there again.
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